Aside from the happiness of having Phill home again, he brought back some things from Germany that made me make a face akin to this: I think he might love me.....look at this loot! My love language is chocolate.
And there were even several Kinder Eggs for the kids. Of all the things I miss about Germany, chocolate and certain foods (Raja Imbiss is calling my name; those gyros and fries cannot be outdone or replicated....) tend to make me feel most nostalgic. I'm horribly jealous that Phill got to explore Heidelberg without me, amongst other places.
I'm thinking a second honeymoon there would be nice. Epic. Incredible. The adventure of a lifetime.
*sigh*.....oh, man. I'm so glad he's home. Now I don't have to fight back waves of emerald-green jealousy. :)