We are here! We are here! We are here!

We made it to Ohio with 4 kids, two lay-overs, 2 security checks, one throw up scare on the plane (me), and one nauseous but relieved woman who's just glad to see her husband. Plane rides make me sick. The first trip from SLC to Cincinnati was bumpy. I gripped the arm rest and a barf bag while my youngest whooped and laughed a row behind me. I found a little relief when I put my forehead on the chair in front of me and mumbled, "Help me." The second flight was really nice and short and surprisingly turbulence-free. When we made it to the Columbus airport, Steve met us at the baggage check and, quoting Kayla, "You half ran and half skipped to Daddy. No one should have to see that from behind." Thanks, sweetie.
While Karen and I were out walking on a little trail by our apartments with all eight of our kids and two others from our office, I was reminded that we are not in Utah anymore, Toto. We both commented on the big, angry looking clouds that were coming our way. Suddenly, we heard a loud siren start up behind us and realized that it was a tornado warning. Rain came over us in a sheet of water and Karen and I ran to get the kids ahead of us who were riding scooters and bikes. A ranger in a truck came by and picked up me and Topher, but I had lost sight of Karen and the rest of the kids. He took us back to our apartments and went back to collect a sopping wet Karen with 9 kids and several bikes and scooters from someone's garage. Silly, mountainless place. We're out in the open just waiting for any old tornado or wayward storm to carry everything off.
We are adjusting pretty well. It's great to be with Steve again and the kids have Karen's family to play with and I have Karen. We had a dessert night last night with the office and a game night with Karen, Aaron, Cat, Cordon, Ben, and me. Steve fell asleep on the couch. We were up until 1 playing Settlers and Shanghai. So fun. Dragging a little today, but it was worth it. Miss you, Mom and Dad.