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I'm happy to report my little Me Me boy is home sweet home! I think I kissed him 18,347 times from the time he got home on Saturday afternoon, to when he went to bed that night. He had the time of his life with grandma and grandpa, but man, I missed my boy! And he missed his Danny. He kept kissing the top of his head over and over and can't seem to stay away from him for too long since he's been back.

After Sunday dinner in Preston yesterday, we so enjoyed the drive home, and especially how the sun seemed to set just for us as we drove into town. Living in the valley like we do, so close to the mountains, we don't see sunsets very much, but someday I know we'll live in a place we'll both belong more -- far out in the country, in between long stretches of green fields.