Right now, I can hear Brandon's voice echoing down the hallway. Interspersed with his mellow tones and Kathleen and Sophia's excited voices chirping at him. "Okay! We'll be mustangs! And we'll pull you across the prairie!" It is so wonderfully nice to hear that again, after three months of bedtime without Daddy, and a month entire with no Daddy at all.
Tuesday while I read blogs and relaxed from our flight, he bathed the children. While I fell asleep on the couch, he got them ready for bed and put them down. And then we spent the evening catching up and eating chocolate. Forget globetrotting, exotic vacations, amazing locales. I just want to be home, and with my family. It doesn't get any better than this.