We made it home

We rolled into Toronto, Canada on Saturday afternoon and finally got to see our 8 year old son, Liam and our parents.  I cried... a lot (no beautiful movie cry here... full on sobbing with messed up scrunchy face and everything).  What a wonderful homecoming!  So good to be back home.  I never want to go away again--not on vacation, not even to the grocery store!!!

We got to go to our home church on Sunday and they welcomed us back and it was SO good to see all of them again.  Worship was wonderful and in English.  Church in Africa was really neat, but I haven't been able to sing to my Saviour in my own language for a month now, and so it was just precious to me to come home to a worship service with so much music.  Ezra, wasn't shy at all.  He randomly ran up to people and hugged them (great for fellowship, not so great for attachment--oh well).

We decided to go to the splash pad on Sunday afternoon to try to use up the time (the boy continues to wake up between 3:30 and 4:30 am, so we were so tired but needed to stay awake to amuse the Ezra and to spend some much needed time with Liam).  Fortunately our good friends were able to drive in to hang with us at the splash pad and help keep us awake.  It was so nice to go from feeling icky, to enjoying time with friends again.

Ezra was so timid at the splash pad and then SO cold.  We had to put a toddler onsie on him because he's so skinny, no shorts/bathing suits will stay up when water weighs them down.  I'm hoping that when it's warmer out with no breeze he'll enjoy the water a bit more.

The Jensens

Emma and Liam

I have to say that I'm loving having 'normal' speed Internet because posting pictures only take about 8 seconds now, when they took between 5 and 15 minutes each in Africa!