My son has been home since Saturday. Drove all night Friday, stopped to snooze for a couple hours, and the doorbell rang at 5:30 am. I was obviously sleeping lightly waiting for my boy.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.
I opened the door, smiled, backed up so Derek and his bags could come in, then moved in for a hug. All I want for Christmas is... HERE!
Jamie and Mr. Max were here too, waiting for Uncle Derek, so we went up and woke them - we let them "sleep in" til 5:45. As you can see, four months away did NOT mean Uncle Derek was forgotten :)
Had a wonderful long weekend with my wonderful family, and now Jamie and Max have gone home to prepare for Daddy, who gets home from work on the 23rd.