Home again, home again

Luke and I picked Randy up from the airport at lunchtime.  He was a total trooper and stayed awake until about 6:15 and then crashed in bed.  Luke said it was okay but then was a little upset at bedtime so after I read to him I woke Randy up.  He stumbled out of bed and paused in the hallway, staring out toward the living room.  "It's our living room", I said.  He laughed and agreed and went back to bed with Luke, saying, "I can't believe I'm home".  Luke and I survived, of course, but it wasn't nearly as much fun without him.