A few hours later, after pulling a few more laborious hours of sleep from the unwilling night, we were gathered on my bed. I was reading my Bible, and instead of playing in their room they wanted to bring in books and join me. They chose Bible story books so we could all have Bibles, and snuggled under the covers, and we read. It was supposed to be a quiet reading time for all of us, but both girls had a comment to make or a question to ask about nearly every picture in their books. Since they both had books that went through the whole Bible, at least we all had a sort of comprehensive Bible review.
We at last made our way to the kitchen, and adding Cole to our group, and ate oatmeal and smoothies. Then I decided I should check and see if Mark and Heather's flight was on time. It was supposed to land at 10; I checked at 9 and it had already landed! The girls were dressed, but I was not, so I hurried to dress and do a little cleaning up in the kitchen. The dishes were mostly done, the beans were cooking for the soup, and the cherry cake was in the oven when the buzzer rang. Claire shot out the door into the hallway; Cole followed, clapping and saying, "Yay, yay!" The sound of Mark and Claire reuniting after almost eight months apart nearly brought me to tears, and I sort of forgot I was holding a camera to document the occasion until Heather came and hugged me and said, "Oh, I'm so glad you have your camera!" (So, Claire was definitely here and taking part -- perhaps more enthusiastically than anyone else -- but she somehow never managed to make it to a photo.)
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