To market to market to buy a fat pig
Home again home again jiggity jig
Okay, no fat pigs in my life, but I'm home - and by home, I mean: two crazy cats, one pile of cat throwup, three big wedding boxes, minimal sleep, two very excited twins, one load of toddler laundry, one timeout, fifty-two alphabet magnets, and four Sesame Street characters.
And I've only been home twelve hours. It's good to be back - though I want more sleep.