All the kids are safely home under one roof, thank goodness. They are all a bit grungy and tired and stinky and very emotional, either because of exhaustion or the moving experiences they had. After unpacking the various dirty clothes and duffle bags, I have determined that my youngest XX(as the hub and I refer to the girls since they have not had a whole lot of genetics in school yet) needs to have a lesson in how to properly pack wet and muddy clothes to go home. I will tell you this, they don't go stuffed together in the bottom of an LL Bean backpack...even if it is a vintage one. What I discovered in the bottom of that piece of luggage may be the key to several different life saving vaccines. Woof! I have all of the laundry cleaned and folded but the sheets and the luggage. The kids are showered, pajamioed, fed and watching "Teen Beach Movie" on the Disney Channel. Apparently it is a conglomeration of Beach Blanket Bingo, Back to the Future and West Side Story. I don't honestly think I can take watching it to the end. But the kids are home and I'll suffer through Disney oddness if they are snuggled up next to me. I will be surprised if G makes it through the whole thing. Her head is resting heavily on my shoulder, her breathing deep and even. I may be piggy backing her upstairs here soon.
All the heartbeats are home...I'm one happy mom.
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