it had to end. Sadly, we had to leave beautiful California and return home, but happily to a place where it's more shorts and dresses appropriate, where Tyce has been waiting for us so patiently, and where Lincoln has his own room (hallelujah)!
It seems like we just got there yesterday, and Lincoln is already ticked off mad that his "Mia" and Grandpa are so far away (which I agree about). At least one thing is for sure: their house will cool off, and the constant sound of opening and closing doors will stop. Lincoln was serious about his outdoor time.
But I sorta feel like that's how this trip went: we opened the door and walked in, then after a few minutes turned around and walked back out. It's going to take a while to shake this nostalgic homesickness!