Allow me to state, for maybe the millionth time in my life, that vacations don’t last nearly long enough. We arrived home safe, happy, yet tired this afternoon from our trip to Portland. M.┬átravelled phenomenally well. Almost good enough to trick us into taking her on another long plane trip, until we remembered our next trip won’t be in the spacious luxury of First Class. I bet her moods and behavior would have been radically different had we been packed into Coach seats. Didn’t get quite as much accomplished as I wanted to, it’s tough planning around a 15-month-old and a five-month-old, but still some stories to share, which I will do tomorrow. Also, I left our freaking camera in Indy, so no pictures of my own. Hoping to get the images our hosts took later this week.

So, anything happen while I was away?