August 15, 1933

August 15, 1933

Diary,

The rest of our trip was pretty much the same, so I didn't feel the need to update often. We are home now. I am very excited to be home, I have missed the kids so much. Although I do already miss being alone with my Carlisle, he has gone back to work as soon as we arived home.

The kids were happy to see us. Rosalie talked for what seemed like forever, even to me, about everything she did while we were gone and how much she missed us. She gave us a huge hug that felt like I was being squished, but i absolutly LOVED it. Edward was a bit less chatty, as usual. He told me he was glad that we were able to relax and have a good time while we were gone, but that he did miss us a lot. He also gave us a big hug, just not quite as enthuisastic as Rosalie. They do seem to be getting along better now, which was kind of a side objective of Carlisle and I going away together. Edward gave me a slight glare at that thought, and I just smiled at him, motherly and he sighed accepting the fact that I just want my kids to get along. It hurts me to see them fight with each other.

There was not a lot to be done when I got home, that is one nice thing about my children, unlike normal teenagers they do not destroy the house when they are left alone. Although I suppose that is because they are really not teenagers, in fact Edward is older than me. That is still strange to think about even after all this time. I have always seen him as my son, even when he posed as my brother. I am beginning to feel a bit parched now, I am going to see if the kids would like to go hunting with me. I wish we could have brought home the 'wine' but it would have been to risky. The last thing we need is to get caught. I wouldn't want to have to deal with the Volturi. The kind of scare me. Anyway, I am going to find the kids and go hunting. I have really missed them, and want to spend a TON of time with them to make up for being gone. Maybe Rosalie and I will go shopping later too...

Always,
Esme