My Youngest was up with his alarm first thing yesterday morning.
He showered, made his lunch, ate breakfast and was pretty pleased to still have over two hours to do as he pleased, before he had to head off to school.
I returned home from work (shortly after his school day ended), to find him and a friend happily playing on the X-box.
He relayed the information about his day with a smile and eagerness to talk. There was a aura of 'it feels good to be back' surrounding him.
Last night, I could hear him readying himself for bed a few minutes sooner than I expected. Our cat heard the tell-tale signs of bed-time and quickly hopped up onto My Youngest's bed, so that he was ready and waiting for His Boy to come and join him.
Yes, even our cat (who meowed up a storm after being abandoned all day) seems to appreciate the old routines are easily falling back into place.
Holidays are nice. But what would we compare them to, if every day was a holiday? Routines, schedules, expectations, friends and school. It is good to be back!