It's a lovely word.
After two separate trips, we are finally home. We spent the Thanksgiving holiday with my wife's family and in the middle of the night on Sunday I packed Yogi in his car seat and we made the drive to my parent's house, arriving in time for milk and coffee. Now, after more than a week of travel we're home and settling back into our comfortable grooves.
Yogi seemed to really enjoy the trips and he continues to be a happy little traveler. He loved exploring new places and always having someone to smile at. The fact that none of the cupboards were baby-proofed anywhere we went was an extra special bonus. He spent much of his Thanksgiving taking cans out of the cupboard, stacking them and then putting them back. Big fun.
As if we didn't have enough to be grateful for during Thanksgiving, my Dad's doctor called with the news that his bone marrow biopsy came back clean! After 6 rounds of chemo, he is in remission and I couldn't be more thrilled. Unfortunately the chemo has ravaged his immune system and his white blood cell count is dangerously low, but this is not uncommon and the doctor assures him that it will rebound after a few weeks of shots. My understanding is that when the battery of shots is over (assuming his count comes back to the normal range), he will be done. There will be follow-up of course, but for now at least it will be behind us.