I have returned, and it almost feels like I haven't been gone. The kids were very excited to see me and to see what I brought them. Maybe the germs on the Boston train invaded my brain because I actually got Jeremy and Jackson little Red Sox bats. Anna is thrilled with her apron that has an illustration of Boston on it. Spencer got a soft Red Sox baseball. The guy tried to talk me into a real baseball, and even though I bought two bats, I'm not that stupid.
One of the first things I did when I got home was pick up a package at the post office. Jack missed me so much he wanted to go along. During the drive we were discussing ages. He has decided that when he turns seven, he wants to stay seven forever. I'm OK with that.