Arrived back in London a few hours ago. I'm typing this with puffy, tired eyes. Got little sleep on the flight but it all went well. We did have two people ask to be moved away from us. One of them loud enough for J to hear. The guy said to the flight attendant "Do you mind if I move because... you know." He then pointed at us and made a face. Oh well, can't say I really blame him. Rosie was her usual noisy self and ended up waking half the flight once she finished her nap.
We came home and had some lunch and I asked Tobes if he was glad to be home. He said 'Well, a little bit." He was adamant that he wanted to stay in America and never come back to England. I guess that's a sign of a good vacation. After the time at Mom and Dad's we spent a few days with Jim and Kellie and Toby had a brilliant time with their boys, Jack and Benjamin. They all got on so well. Rosie got right there in the middle of the action every chance she had and they were both exhausted at the end of the day.
Lots of pics to come but I hear Rosie crying. Think it's time for naps.
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Welcome back! I was looking at the calendar today trying to figure out when you'd be back in town. Are you okay?
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