We are home! Liam is napping, at long last. Scarlet and Will-O went to a play that our friend's child is starring in.
I sit here staring at a ton of unpacked luggage (thus heaps of laundry) and it is not so bad because it is quiet (and clean) in here.
Worst Part of the Day-
I will be pleased to not take Liam on an airplane for some time. The poor kid just CANNOT settle down if he is not in the confines of his crib. Once again this boy as been up for a crazy amount of consecutive hours. He thinks the outside world is all one elaborately planned party in his honor.
Again he had the reddest cheeks in the land when we arrived to airport here. Two women commented on his cheeks (they are THAT red) and thought he might have a rash. No rash, ladies...just a Irish boy who loves to party.
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