Home sweet home

Got back around 7 p.m. tonight, in time to tuck in the kids. After impaling himself on the entertainment center Thursday and visiting the ER, Lincoln got sick on Saturday night. He vomited today and Carey says he has clammy hands. Google the symptoms and you'll be convinced he's at death's door. We'll take him to the doctor tomorrow and see. I have the day off to recuperate, which should be nice. Will post some family reunion photos tomorrow. In the meantime, here's me in the high-tech AP editing suite at the Academy Awards (an open-air tent in a parking lot, natch).