So Greg came home from Canada this morning at 3 am. I heard the car door close and waited for him to put K. to bed. Then he slipped into bed and I just hugged that man. He was all furry from days of not shaving and he smelled like a campfire. Sigh. I just love that guy. The universe is back in balance.

Later, I checked on sleepy K. Gave him a kiss and patted him. My men are home.