Monday, June 25, 2012

Hurricane Henry along with Becky and Grandma and Grandpa Barnes arrived back in Anchorage yesterday. Given the 7 hour flight, tight seats, and hungry little boy, it went very well. Henry smiled at everyone on the plane, babbled here and there, enjoyed all the stories that were read to him, and even napped a few times. No fussing whatsoever. He was a gem.

Our home is still an explosion of luggage and laundry, but that will get smoothed over very soon. Henry promptly tore around the house checking all of his toys and real estate, smiling and giggling for over an hour. I'm told cows bound into the fields on the first day of release from a long winter in the barn. Henry is no cow, but he did crawl and joyously cruise around like a boy reborn. He was away from the Last Frontier for 3 weeks and had a great trip, but he is happy to be home.

I was able to pull all the photos from the camera up to our flickr account last night, so if you'd like to dig through the pictures without the forthcoming stories, please have at it.

For Turek flavored pictures of Henry in Indiana and Wisconsin, please click here and here.

For the Barnes variety of things from Wisconsin, try this set.

If you prefer to drink from the fire hose, here is the beginning of all 350 odd pictures.

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