Good to be home...

We're home! And yes, the last two weeks in Spain were a blur. What with our time chillin' poolside in Encinar, our big dinner out at the Parador in Toledo, our child-free getaway to the beaches of Cadiz and then back to Madrid for a few nights before heading home...it was all a lot to do. But we had a great time doing all of it, and I'm looking back in amazement at what this little trip did for Elisa's bonding with family and with the language of her Papa. It feels like a completely different child we're bringing home. I know that sounds ridiculous, but really, she is talking so much more and all in Spanish and it's just awesome to see how pliable kids are at this age. She just rolled with it all, and even today on a very long flight, she was a trouper. She slept for about an hour and a half while I ate lunch and then watched some Yo Gabba Gabba on iTunes and then ran up and down the aisles for a while. It didn't go without a little fussing and seat kicking (and yes, there were two uppity American twentysomethings ahead of us scowling at the tantrums--oh, how I can't wait for YOU to have kids), but we made it. We're here and now we're going to rest. Tomorrow morning we have a plane to catch. This time to NC. Here we go again!!