It's almost 2 AM - and I'm wide awake. Sam is raiding the pantry for some munchies --- and I'm sitting up in bed happy happy. My boys are back. They DID fly in on the 12:15 flight tonight (this morning). And they are still on Indonesian time (12 hours ahead of us- which means their bodies are telling them it is 2 in the afternoon.) Anyway I may konk out soon, but I'm thinking Sam and his potato chips are going to be up for a while. Oh, it's sweet. And Will is sitting out on the porch playing his guitar- to Shiloh's delight.
Life is good.