We are back on american soil, we are spending american money, noah is watching american football, and the price of gas is blowing us away.
Today we struggled a little with a dead battery in the van probably from sitting for the last few weeks. We are exhausted, up today at 5am US time, the kids are really out of wack, but we drove to the beach and spent the day playing in the ocean with near perfect weather, ate a pizza on the beach blanket to celebrate the end of restarant dining.
Noah said to me before he passed out this evening, "today was one of the best days of my life." You know, you can travel 1/2 way around the world and get no response or you can go to the american shore and have a kid say something like that. Either that, or else he realized that he cant go home, i wont release everyone to pittsburgh, until i hear something like this. Either way, i was thrilled.
Life is good.