right back where I started from.
I found out the day I got back (I got back at 1:30 in the morning from Mallorca), that Keane and I would be leaving again on Thursday (tomorrow!) to go back to the States. I haven't been back in over two years! I'm pretty proud of myself for holding out that long.
I hope, if I ever go, by myself again, that it won't be this hard to leave my husband. That is the very uncool part about this trip. I am so dependent on him (he chides me over that), that the big bad world is scary without him. I would crawl in a cave if something were ever to happen to him. I know emotionally it will always be hard, but maybe I won't be this scared. I love him so much and am so grateful I have a godly Christian husband.
I'm hoping that if some of you read this from FRBC, that you won't let the word get out, 'cause I would like to surprise them Sunday morning (they are like family). I'm on a mission to visit at least one Christian bookstore while I'm there, go to Taco Bell and other various Mexican food restaurants, take a couple baby swimming courses, take a picture of four generations with Great Grandma, and find the missing parts to Keane's exersaucer. It's the circus Mega version by Evenflow. I need a toy and a leg (to hold it still, poor guy). He's not ready to rock and roll, as you can see below.