This week Luke and I could say we’ve fully recovered from our trips and life is returning 
back to normal.
I think it was the week we went to Nashville there was a robin that built a nest on our front porch. I kept thinking of cool it would be to come back in a week and have little baby birds staring at my while I try to get in my front door. We made the mother nervous so we tried to use the back door as much as possible. Then we came home the next week and she was gone. She never came back. So for a couple weeks I left her nest up there– just in case we were just missing her. Yesterday I decided it needed to come down and I found four blue eggs. It’s sad– but now I have 
this really cool nest.
Also, this long weekend, Luke was making waffles one morning and found a double yolk egg. That’s pretty neat.