Home from the cabin

Coming home from vacation is always a mixed bag.
There's the mountain of laundry to tackle but your own bed to sleep in.
Then there's the issue of food:

An impromptu visit from Uncle Adam last night meant our fridge wasn't completely empty.

(He brought us a gallon of milk).

Still, with only baby teethers, butter and a block of cheese, I see grocery shopping in our future.

Luckily, Mom keeps the freezer well stocked... 

 So it's ice cream for breakfast!