I came home from Europe welcomed by this:
A walking, talking toddler who apparently eats her meals off the floor.
It didn't take long for Ev and I to get reacquainted and we've been seriously loving on each other ever since. Unfortunately I haven't been loving on my reality check, but I'm slowly getting my act together.
Although I will never forgive my husband, mother-in-law, and sister-in-law for letting Evie take her first steps without me present, I am indebted to them for taking such impeccable care of my precious. I know she was loved, squeezed, spoiled, and cared to the maximum for while I was gone.
I can't wait to elaborate on my trip, but I've got quite a bit of catching up to do on the dear old blog.
Here we go...