|Practicing back handsprings.|
We returned from Chicago just in time to celebrate K's birthday on Saturday. My serious, thoughtful, and creative guy is 11!
The train ride home was exhausting. It was 3 hours late leaving, which meant I was trying to keep F happy (or sleeping) in the train station until 12:30am (1:30 our time).
Then we ended up an additional 4 hours late, which meant we didn't arrive back to Albany until 10pm (we were supposed to arrive at 3pm). The drive from Albany was another 2 hours. So, we technically made it home on K's birthday, 28 hours after stepping into Union Station in Chicago.
So, Saturday was pretty low-key. He invited a friend over and they built legos and we had ice cream sundaes since I didn't get a chance to make an ice cream cake.
I'm missing my sister and her family, but I'm so thankful for the chance to meet my little niece so soon after she was born. It certainly was a big trip (and a lot of extra work for Adam here on the farmstead).