We're hooo-oooome!

By the time we were leaving the hotel to come back home, our daughter was allowed to be out of her splint. The doctor said we could put her in it if she seemed uncomfortable, but to otherwise allow her to use her arm as much she wanted.

The plane trip back home was uneventful, which was just fine with us! We had used Park, Ride, and Fly, a valet service, so our car was ready for us when we returned. I highly recommend that anyone flying a difficult journey use this service! It just took the stress of airport parking right out of the equation.

The drive home seemed to take forever. We were in rush hour traffic, and all we wanted to do was get home to our dog. Our church was providing us with dinner for a few days, and we didn't want to miss that meal!

If you ever wonder if you provide a happy, loving home to your toddler, simply take them away from it for a week. Our kid was so glad to be home! Her mood immediately improved, and we could see that she was going to be okay. It was a nice mommy moment to see her so glad to be where she knows she is most loved.

To be honest, I've never been so glad to be home, either. I love our house (when it isn't spewing it's contents onto my floor from some unfortunate plumbing mishap), but the town we live in leaves much to be desired. On this day, it was the most wonderful city on the planet. Texas had been a short trip, but we were emotionally exhausted. We were happy to hang around the house and do nothing for a few days.

While mom and dad are trying to be careful with baby and encourage less physical activity (because we are paranoid!), baby is running around the house jumping off of couches. While I do not condone such activities, I did allow it a bit, because she had been through so much. And, it was cute. And sort of a little miracle. If an adult had just been through this, they would lay in bed and cry. They would complain mightily. She just wanted to jump off of couches.