Last night, around 10 p.m., the back door opened and my college freshman, now officially a college sophomore, returned home.
The tiredness after a 16-hour drive didn't take away his joy at coming home. And his extra skinny frame (he's lost 13 pounds this year) and his need for a haircut didn't reduce the thrill I felt at giving him a squeeze once again.
The cat was too busy posing for the photo to show his happiness.
So now my little house is crowded once again and it may be a very long summer, but, for now, I'm thrilled to have all three of my kids home again.