Blowing & Drifting

My first day back at home was a good one. Julia liked her present (a Sesame Street shirt), Genevieve was only shy in the morning (refusing to let me hold her for the first few minutes after she woke up), the girls and I did some shopping and hit a park, and things generally hummed along. I even got in a short run in the Arb, which was teeming with rabbits. Best of all, I got to sleep in my own bed and eat food prepared by my own wife: those two things alone should make a guy feel like life's complete.