Like Adjusting Back To Being Home

We commented yesterday that ending Pesach is like adjusting back into being home. But that's exactly what we're doing, though not really. ND and I returned this morning on a red eye flight from Oregon on Jetblue. We move into our house THIS WEEK. Yes, in two days we will be "homeowners."

It was a wonderful trip. So much to say, but to be brief I'll just mentioned that ND learned a lot:

-She can now say dog, bird, flower, thank you, or rather gogog, bir, fower and daku
-She walked really really far in the park.
-She met horses, chickens and several new dogs. (She is fascinated by dogs but doesn't like them touching her and doesn't like touching them.)
-She can now throw more dramatic tantrums than previously. I actually saw her practicing how to fall to her knees dramatically. I have learned not to get involved when she does that but stay as patient and level as can be. It works!
-She likes to point at things and tell me all about them, whether or not I know what she means.