Besos for my Baby(ies)

Y'all, I just got home from a 3.5 hour discussion/tour on 1948 - 1991 communist Hungary.  FASCINATING.  20th century political history is something I could learn about all day long, and if James would bankroll my becoming a full-time poli-sci/history student for the next 30 years, well, I would be okay with that.  (He won't, by the way, I get eye-rolls when I discuss my future academia plans.)

I took some pictures before it turned dark (at 3:45PM), but they'll have to wait until I get home.  Until I get home tomorrow.  TOMORROW!!!!  YEA!!!

Although the trip has been wonderful and productive, I am nearing the point of missing my boys so much it hurts my heart. Six days away is a long time. 

Until I post all my Budapest pictures, I will leave up some of these delightful shots from last weekend.  I have only viewed these a million-and-a-half times on my computer this week (maybe even kissing the screen a few times...)

If you're judging me right now for all these pictures of my baby, just remember - SIX LONG DAYS WITHOUT KISSING THAT FACE!!  Un gran beso coming for both of these boys as soon as I hit the ground in ATL tomorrow....