it's just good.

I am overjoyed to have my husband home.
Really, it always exceeds my expectations
(it takes about two weeks to hit the ugly part of reentry but we seemed to have dodged it last time, maybe we'll be that blessed and intentional this time!?)

The girls excitement hasn't faded a bit....everything is spoken LOUDLY and with EXCITEMENT
I have been replaced (I'm sure just for a week but still, it's cute to hear Samantha say, "No, I want to tell daddy that I have to go potty!")

The best part about having my husband home though is that he is a man of God and I love talking with him about things on my heart.
A lot of times, most times, I 'know' the answer or the right thing to do but having that affirmation from him is such an encouragement and such a relief.
We get about two phone calls a week somewhere in the 20 to 30 minute range while he's gone....that's just not enough. It gets so hard to fit everything in those few minutes that towards the end of deployments we don't even call each other. We're melodramatic like that!

anyway,
Welcome home babe - it is just so good!