After five days of relative quiet, I happened to enter the luggage claim area moments after M, E and baby m exited an elevator from arrivals. I was greeted in the loud airport din by an inquisitive and quite soft "Daaddy, Daaaaddy" amongst the hurried and frenzied tourists waiting for luggage. It could not have been more subtle but I picked up on it like an Atom bomb in the back yard. Music to my ears.... I quickly sidled up beside M and the kids and presented E and M with some flowers. E asked, Flowers for me daddy??" "Yes, for you and Mommy" I explained and preceded to give her a great big hug as I lifted her up. M was a bit surprised but a hug later and were were off in quest of the luggage. All in all, the pick up was a breeze and having my family back was a spectacular feeling. After peace and quiet for five days, I now know that that isn't how it supposed to be.