Last week I went to Boston to visit family and savored the joys of idleness.

This week, I am back home and look forward to mom's short visit to DC.

She's here for three days, so I know we will get along mighty fine. :)

The week with mom in Boston was surprisingly blissful.

I think she gets that I am a wondrous procrastinator :) (finally!)

and we have both been quite preoccupied getting acquainted with my brother's babies.

They are such a joy. :)

It was also one of those rare times when we were together without our other halves

Mom--no Dad, Anand--no Miru and me--No Tapi

It was like old times. (At the risk of sounding politically incorrect, it was awesome!)

Every time I visit my brother in Boston, it feels like I'm returning home on vacation.

Will India feel that way as well?