Return of the Jedi...I mean Howells

Well, Matthew, Stasia and the kids are home in Alaska! Yay! We just met them for a walk across the lawn. Luke and Megan are instant friends, and major cohorts in destruction. ALREADY. They tried their best to bust up a late night croquet match (moving balls, whacking people with mallets, even trying to pull up the posts), but when their plans were foiled, they just ran around in circles shrieking with glee. Stasia and I jumped for joy when we spotted each other, and ran in for a big hug. Those are the best moments ever. Luke let me give him a huge bear hug, and then grabbed my hand to show me all the cool stuff he had found so far. And Megan was so glad to see her Godmother! She was glad to see Matthew too, but you could tell she remembered that it's fun to play with him--she ran toward him, then dodged away at the last second laughing. He caught up with her for a big hug, and then tossed her up in the air. Dn. John and Megan are still out with them, but Marina needed to come home and get put to bed. Thankfully, we have the next two and a half months to see them all the time.

I am so excited that they are home. You never know how much you have truly missed someone until you're standing there talking to them. Life is sweet!