Home again, home again. After 30 hours, 3 flight transfers, a 7 hour layover in LA and way too many trips through security, we were finally home – at midnight on the 7th. Just in time to celebrate Thomas’ 3rd birthday on the 8th. Yes, my baby is three.

Of course the baby in the photo is not three. He was my photo subject for the day while my three year old recovered from jetlag. Samuel was recovering by doing the thing he loves best – looking at himself in the mirror.

P.S. The kids were so good the entire flight home. We honestly could not have asked for more. The wiggles figurines that we saved for the LA stopover were the perfect gift and kept Thomas occupied for hours. This was his third trip to Australia and I think he just knows what to expect now. We are so lucky.