and so, he's back. 6 seemingly long months that also went by so quickly.
i know that rationally time doesn't really go any faster when you're older but there is something so strange about the first 18 years of your life, how you can't wait to grow up and then you do and time passes so quickly you can't even believe it.
Nate was SUPER excited, and for 2 hours all we heard was "daddy watch this" or "daddy, can i tell you something?" and generally just daddy daddy daddy. Mags was happy to see him but slightly indifferent, she just wanted to come home and watch Toy Story.
it's weird, familiar and yet foreign at the same time. not sure i can describe it.