Getting in to the airport at 5:25 am. Van ride to Nashua. Napping the morning away. Cheerios and chatter. Fixing the garage door (or attempting to.) Pnemautic nailer. Rosie the Riveter = me as I attempt to use the pneumatic-nail the door. Yelling “Hayford” to chastise Jeff, only to realize I am surrounded by the three Hayford men. Pizza as a reward for our hardwork. Olives. Onions. Peppers. Sausage. World cup soccer: 1-1, and an embarassing goal for England. Part of a movie, a nap for the boys. Checking in back home. Red Sox, and a delicious dinner. A family talk over tea: cake for the birthday boy and girl. Up to midnight, chatting about everything under the sun.