And beautiful Lake Tahoe.
And my lovely little niece, Lola.
And Bear, whose every song includes at least one person being run over by a dump truck.
We had so much fun with Sasha and her family, but after the long drive, we were happy to be home. Winston was positively frantic when we arrived, and hasn't stopped squeaking since. He has insisted on sleeping with his cheek pressed against mine, which would be cute if it wasn't so annoying.
Even so, it's nice to know you're missed.
How did you celebrate your Thanksgiving?