We Ho-oooome!

So tonight we drove over to the storage lot where we park our RV... you know, thru rot-iron gates, graveled roads, and covered lots.  We needed to get something that we forgot.  Anyway, upon stopping in front of our parking space, Rory immediately spots our RV, throws her hands up in the air and squeels in delight, "We ho-oooooome!"  

Oh no, we're not confusing her one bit.