Hiding Out?

Yes, I have to admit, I have probably been hiding out a bit over the past week. It's never fun to admit that you failed at something even when that something was probably entirely out of your control in the first place. Our big reunion with the Fatherland was a giant bust and Evans and I returned only a week after we started there. There isn't a whole lot to say about it besides the fact that I'm obviously very disappointed about it. I had high expectations and as it turns out, I probably shouldn't have. I've debated with myself off and on about whether I really knew this in my heart all along and I think that the bottom line is that I just wanted things to work out so badly that I was willing to go to any length in order for that to happen. And now I know that I have done my best. I'm having a hard time coming to terms with this entire situation being out of my control but for now, there is nothing left to do but try and move on. I don't want to but I think it's time to close this chapter of my life.

That all being said, I'll be with Evans in Atlanta in the coming months and I'm trying to look forward to the many good things to come. I probably won't have many mentions of Deaner on here but when there is news, I'll try and share. Evans and I made the trek back to Atlanta last Wednesday. Ten hours is a long time on an airplane with a 13 month old. On the way to Germany the German lady on the aisle leaned over before take off and said, "he doesn't cry, does he"? Hmmmm, that's an interesting question lady, what do you think? If you had to guess, would you THINK that a 13 month old cried? I responded that he wasn't crying right this second but she would probably know if he did. Luckily on the return flight we were in a row of two by ourselves and Evans spent 3 hours sleeping and 7 hours playing quietly by himself in his seat. I'm never been so astounded in my life. I mean, Evans is always good but this was exceptional. Since we were only gone for a week he didn't have much trouble jet lag and he has made the adjustment well.

Today I decided that it was about time for my child to own a pair of shoes. That's right, he has really never worn shoes and being as big as he is, it's a little redneck for us to be going everywhere barefoot at this point. Not that he can walk or really needs shoes but it is almost October and will eventually have to wear something on his feet. Above is a picture of E with his new red Keds! We also got navy blue. Evans was really into the shoe store and I think he is proud of his new shoes!My mom and I have always thought the guy that works there is a little bit creepy but Evans could not stop laughing at him and he CRIED when we left. I, on the other hand, almost cried when I found out what kids Keds cost. I feel nearly certain that I have never owned a pair that cost $30 like these and that I was able to wear them much longer than the projected three months. Geez. Didn't they used to cost like $8? Maybe I don't remember correctly. It has been awhile! As if I needed to spend more money on E we then headed to Richard's Variety Store (the name is a bit ironic, no?) and picked up a couple new Thomas trains.After nap time (which I hope lasts for A LOT longer) I have a feeling I know what we will be playing with. I'll try and have some more exciting stories for tomorrow but y'all know how it goes. Just trying to get back into the swing of things and settle in. There's no place like home, right? Stay tuned for my very mixed review on Wicked, which my mom and I saw last night at the Fox!