I am rather enjoying the sight of the rumpled bed in my daughter's room. And my son is right now on his way home, driving along the highway with college buddies who are also headed home. He arrives this afternoon and will no doubt waste no time in rumpling his room, too. He will have a friend with him who will be staying the weekend as his overseas flight home doesn't leave until Monday. The circus is in town for the next few weeks and I will be mindful in my front row seat, enjoying every act.