Coming Home

Almost immediately after I got to Cebu, Tyler said, "Being with you makes me miss the kids more already." He is usually the last one off of the airplane. He hates standing up, waiting for people to unload the overhead bins and pushing through the center aisle. When we landed in Salt Lake City, I've never seen him so anxious to get off the plane. And as made our way to baggage claim, he was practically running.



I think everyone was kind of in slow motion when they saw him. So glad to see each other, but kind of nervous as to what to do. He picked up Oliver, then Emmaline, and made his way over to Savannah and Tucker.

First Tucker would not let go of the "Welcome Home" sign in his hands, then he just sat in his arms, not making a peep. Now that I think about it, I really believe that he was trying not to make a sound or wiggle to make sure that Tyler didn't put him down. He stayed like that for a LONG time until Tyler brought out the "jeepney" toy he bought him and the rambunctious, silly Tucker we all know and love was back.
Straight from the airport, we had to race to an art opening for Emmaline. I think she really enjoyed being able to share that with Tyler first thing.

When we got home, the kids had made a banner for the front porch and the dining room to welcome us back. We had a lot of fun eating sherbet (have you tried the sherbet packaged in real coconuts, oranges, etc. from Costco? My kids think it is the best!) and poking through all the shells that Tyler found in Vietnam.

We saved all the souvenirs we got the kids for another day so we could just enjoy spending time together that night, not distracted by "stuff." It was a great night to just be all together again. Here is a little video of the event.