It was so fabulous to see my little boys round the corner at the airport. They looked so big, as if they'd grown in all sorts of ways in these last six days. Ooh, I just inhaled them. My mother should be sainted for flying them home. They were delayed repeatedly, and she was such a sport. I made my fish taco salad and a Huguenot torte for her, all wheat-free per her allergy. She's sleeping soundly, as is Ol. Jack couldn't nod off so we just cuddled and told each other made-up Angry Birds stories. They LOVE the playhouse so I think we'll be out there all day tomorrow. Off to bed!