They're back...

and not in that scary Poltergeist way.

Caroline and Eli landed safely at Fiumicino on Tuesday, and I am wicked glad that they are home. All reports suggest that Sonata's wedding was a grand event and that a good time was had by all. I am sorry to have missed the Crew on Fripp, but alas, someone has to bring home the pancetta. Miraculously both Caroline and Eli made the trip both ways relatively unscathed. At the tender young age of 13-ish months Eli has traveled to Europe twice, visited at least 7 states, seen two oceans, and is working on becoming bilingual. Not bad for a kid who still, you know, soils himself several times day.

Work has been really busy lately, and I am ready for a break of some sort. We hope to get into Rome this weekend for a change of scene. Caroline and Eli are settling right back in to the rhythm of things except for the fact the Eli's jet-lag has kept us up for the last two nights. We are hoping tonight he can make it through so that we can get our rest too. Tomorrow we are off to Orvieto to meet a Head Royce colleague who happens to be visiting Italy, and I look forward to getting away, even if it is only for lunch.

That's about it for now. I have to get back to grading a set of Intensive Latin Grammar tests (jealous?). We apologize for the lack of posts lately, and we will try to get back into the groove so to speak. Go Diamondbacks!