Well, as much as Don and I were somewhat sad to be coming home, the boys were not. The minute we walked into the house, they went to the back door, anxious to get to their backyard. They raced outside, and ran. They ran and ran some more. And after a drink of water, they ran more. Once they came inside they ran downstairs, grabbed a toy, raced upstairs and played keepaway until I made them go back outside. Two hours later they wound down! A week later, normalcy has resumed. Finally.