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My second plane took me from Phoenix to Orange County.  It was only one hour in length.  I spent the whole flight giddy with excitement to see my family...hug my kids, kiss my husband.  It was a great 5 days.   I feel recharged.  I am ready to take all this extra energy and apply it to my day job.  I love my job.  I love the time off because it makes me love my job even more.

There was a welcome home poster with 3 little-people signatures.  The best hugs ever.  I'm so glad they missed me as much as I missed them.

I love being home.  So much, that I happily cleaned the lipstick and eye shadow off the wall by the stairs.  It only took Layne 10 minutes after entering the house to dig into my suitcase, find the make-up case, and quietly, ever so quietly, paint the wall in pinks and reds.  I nearly forgot what life with a toddler is like!

I also forgot that afternoon kindergarten on Tuesdays begins at 10:20 am.  I realized this when I pulled into the parking lot at 11:00 am.  I think we loopy moms are given at least one free pass on this one.

I am jet-lagged, slightly sun-burned, still walking with my boat-legs, dreaming of the buffet line, looking for my towel buddies, and suffering from major girl-talk withdrawals!  But, happy to be home.  Happy to hear the word MOM over and over and over again.  One million times a day.