Back to normal...

Scot made it home last Friday - Ava and I got to the Guard base just minutes before the plane flew overhead. I wish I could describe the excitement on Ava's face when she realized her daddy was finally coming home...I'd include a picture here if I had one. If only I had remembered to put the memory card back in the camera...oh well. My mind was obviously elsewhere. Anyway, it was a great moment. She waved her little flag with such gusto and couldn't stop smiling. Neither could I.

After a 20 minute trip over to Customs, their plane finally taxied over to us. Ava didn't shy away from Scot at all and gave him a huge hug.

While we were waiting, I overheard a conversation Ava was having with another little girl Sophia (whose daddy was the other pilot):
Ava: "My daddy is on the plane"
Sophia: "No, my daddy is on the plane"
Repeat.

I jumped in and assured Ava that both of their daddies were on the plane.

Anyway, it took about another hour for Scot to in-process and then we were finally on our way home. Together. I can't even describe what a relief it's been to have him home - I don't think I realized how tired I've really been. It is amazing to have help around the house and with Ava - I'm so thankful he's back!

Anyway, we've pretty much fallen back into our old routine. Scot has off for 2 weeks, which has been great. He has kept very busy crossing things off his honey-do list and catching up with family and friends.

I have Friday off and we're headed to the Rivertown Inn in Stillwater for the night. We're both looking forward to a relaxing day and evening out. Ava will stay home with Aunt Julie tomorrow night and then friends Jess & Keira on Saturday.