Home Again, Home Again, Jiggity Jig!

I've got a random assortment of photos, all shot with the phone, to share. The Engineer had work out of town for the last two weeks and so we loaded up and went with him.

My sweet Mother In Law agreed to keep Little Bit for us, making the drive and stay much easier! (Though I missed that girl something FIERCE!) We couldn't find a hotel with any type of room divider or suite with separate rooms that would allow Little Bit to get her very much needed naps. I know that sounds like a cop-out. I guess it was. It would have been do-able, but quite miserable for all involved and I'd have had a heart attack, worrying we'd be kicked out of the hotel for a screaming baby. 

So anyway, Sister and Little Man and I logged HOURS schooling, reading, playing checkers, coloring, working puzzles...we had a blast and it made me so thankful we are homeschooling and could go with The Engineer.

It was a nice break from many things.

Over the weekend we made our way over to Savannah, GA and had a blast.

Again, I realized during our time away - where my family is, that is where my home is. (And my arms ached for Little Bit!)

We spent Friday and Saturday evening on the Riverwalk. 

Friday night we passed by The Peacemaker, a sailboat, upon which visitors are allowed to board and explore. Saturday afternoon we made time for that and it was amazing. I would love to sail one day, as a family! (The Engineer sailed {as in, sailed - not rode or went on, but sailed} from Key West all around the Keys when he was in high school.)

Saturday morning we piled in the car and headed out to Fort Pulaski. This was awesome.

Lunch at Churchills scored as number one with the kids. They split "Shepherds Pie" and ate every bite.

We highly recommend their "nachos" (homemade potato chips, balsamic vinegar, tomatoes, green onions, gorgonzola cheese, and a creamy white sauce...mmmm) and complete your experience by dining on the "rooftop."

Saturday night we enjoyed desert down on the Riverwalk - best caramel covered apple I've ever had. 

I vow to post pictures of this at a later time, but that night, Little Man broke out his skills. Seriously. He wound up with a one on one breakdancing lesson from some guys who ROCK old school, spinning on your head kind of breakdancing. 

We went in my new favorite store...

The Paris Market.

I really could have spent the day in there, just soaking it up.

Something I never anticipated happening happened. I was one of those moms. The mom whose kids are self sufficient in the pool. You know, the one who sits by the pool and reads or sews and keeps one eye on her kids. Yep, I was her. I practiced my new knitting skills - Sister took what I made (which wasn't so great anyway) and gave it to the stray cats around the hotel. Mm. Okay.

We did a whole lot of this on the way there and back. (That would be the Engineer helping Little Man...on the side of the road...because he just couldn't wait for the next gas station.)

I am so thankful to be home again. To sleep in my own bed. Use my own washer and dryer. Wash our dishes. Cook our meals. Bathe my babies in our tub. Funny how that works. It was so nice to have a break, but I found I longed to do the very things I often dread. In my heart, it was precious confirmation that God has called me to be home - and home means sweeping the breakfast room floor FIVE times in one day and vacuuming up dog hair that never ends and load after load of wash (PS I am starting to like ZOTE - not in the jar, but the way my clothes smell post wash) and dishes and more dishes and cooking... And God is glorified in the mundane. I am so thankful for Him. I am so thankful for His Son. I am thankful to be home, in my messy house, with my crazy children, and my wonderful husband. I am thankful for work, even when it takes us away from home. I am thankful for the dogs. I am thankful. My cup runneth over.