We're Home We're Home We're Home We're Home We're Home We're Home We're Home

We're home. Eliot is upstairs in his room. Naomi is in her room. I'm in the living room and Aron is out in the driveway. Eliot has no tubes sticking to him. No one will come in to check his vitals tonight. He took his medicine. No blood needs to be drawn. He is in his own (new) bed with his clean blanket in his new pajamas.

We're home. We're home. We're home. We're home. We're home. We're home. We're home. We're home!