Oh no, he didn't miss home. He was too drunk to get to his dad's. He was pathetically hungover all day. We skipped going out to dinner (girls were fine with that), but H was super lame around the house. D6 made him some party games and he didn't play. D6 didn't seem to notice, but what a jerk. I played her games. ;\) Anyway, he teared up at the photo album I gave him (of Florida pictures) and kept looking at it over and over. I could not wait for him to leave last night.

We have some tests for D6 (tummy) coming up, and I am sick today (super bad cold), so I am a bit bleak today. I just wish so many things were different.