Rig a jig, jig.
Cheesy, I know, but that is what's stuck in my head currently.
We are comin' home! :)
Beckett is so excited, he smeared beans all over his face!
I'm so excited too. However, in all the prep work that it takes to come home, I am seeing something yucky in myself. And by yucky, I guess I mean - sinful. I get so stressed, so worked up about packing and flying and getting the house ready and on and on. I get cranky and am short-tempered and it's not a pretty sight. I'm trying to figure out why I'm like this. I think it has something to do with the unknown and not being in control. Flying from a 3rd world country is not always perfect. There can be road blocks in the road that prevent you from getting to the airport, flights can suddenly be canceled, the man looking at exit-visas might not be so kind. All of this makes me worry about the what-if. And when I worry, I start to plan how I can possibly prevent all this - leave 4 hours early, check and double-check flight status, be super duper kind to the visa man. It ridiculous!
So, I'm praying tonight that I chill out, that I trust the sovereign Lord that is bigger than all of this, and enjoy the fact that I will be in D-town in a day - enjoying A/C, and homemade food, and love from family!