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I had an amazing trip to the Mt. Hermon writer's conference. I was encouraged, inspired, and had adult conversation for five days. And I slept great--my wonderful roommate didn't wake me up one time crying because she had a nightmare or asking me to go to the bathroom with her. :)

I'm enjoying hugs and kisses from the girls this afternoon, a princess fashion show, and a little bouquet of weeds that Karly picked for me. I've successfully folded laundry, found the knob that someone screwed off my nightstand to keep under her bed, and scrubbed a crayon masterpiece off our front windows.

My brain is still on overload and my body's a little tired, but it's good to be home.