Steve and I just returned from the most amazing weekend in North Carolina to attend the wedding of our nephew. All of Steve’s siblings (and many of their spouses) were able to attend and it made for the best weekend.

We spent the weekend laughing, sight seeing, eating and talking with this crazy bunch.

All the late (really, really late) nights caught up to me on the five hour plane ride home and I came home ready to crash. We picked up the kids from the babysitters and got them all settled in bed. With the three hour time change I too was ready to hop in bed. No sooner had I brushed my teeth did we hear crying from Mr. B’s room. He was covered in throw-up. The sheets, blankets, walls and carpet – everywhere.

Our blissful vacation is officially over.