No longer harboring an illegal

After a long and somewhat disastrous escapade of Leslie trying to get home, we finally located his passport and got him onto a flight today back to london. As far as how I'm doing... that's still out for the jury.... Alex came in tonight and looked around and keeps playing with his toys then going "mama, mama, leslie?" which just makes me want to cry cause I knew it was going to happen, then he goes back to playing again. I don't know, it's going to be a little bit before things go back to "normal" again. I dunno... At least I'm glad Leslie found his passport and is going home, but it doesn't make "goodbye" any easier.