O. H. I-O!

As we set off for Ohio yesterday morning, I brought Holy Water and had all the Catholics and the one non-Catholic in the car put some on their foreheads, sprinkled the dash board and asked that angels guide the soaking-wet steering wheel for the five souls in the car readied and quite squished for the what used to be an 8-hour drive turned into the 9 1/2-hour drive with a newborn. 

The ride went off without a hitch. We listened to great music, had good convo's, and throughout the trip Gabe would say, "I see Papa's house! It's far away but I can see it!"

Alas, we are here, and like old times, went to church this morning and came home to congregate in the living room and watch the Steeler game. Anna is trying to take in the heated yells of "Unbelievable!" "Go go GOOOO!" "Interception!" and Gabe is running around pretending like he is tackling and being tackled. 

I'm about to do some laundry we brought from NY (Free! Free! Free!) and then head over to Ma's house for her famous lasagna... It's good to be back.