The Last of Omaha (or is it?)

Before heading back to St. George, we passed through Omaha one last time.  (Something tells me it's not that very last time, but more on that later.)  We were glad to see Papa Kay and let Kestutis share the Heartland with his family.

Here's Papa Kay showing the kids around the aquarium at the Henry Doorly Zoo.

It's easy to get swallowed up between so many girls, right Eli?

Eli finds his own path aboard a giant turtle.

Meanwhile Talia and Liepa mount a ferocious saber-toothed tiger.

Liepa and Egle morphed into butterflies and ladybugs at the Omaha Children's Museum.  Annika didn't need costume antennae--her pigtails work just fine.

As our most cautious child, Eli was hesitant to explore the ant farm initially.  There's something wonderful about watching your children stretch beyond their comfort zone and succeed.

Annika was most comfortable in the baby zone where the greatest danger is drool.

As much as we loved exploring the greater Omaha area, the greatest fun could be found right in our backyard.  Everybody say, "Slip-n-Slide!"

Here are Kes and Egle watching as Liepa gets soaked (seen above and below).

Childhood joy!

Here are Brooklyn and Eli hard at play.

One last photo of everyone gathered around NomiAnn for bedtime stories.

They say that the best reward for parenting is becoming a grandparent. I think my folks just might agree. Thanks again for the lovely time in Omaha. We'll be back!