The happiest moment of his day is when I announce, "Dada is home!" His eyes light up, he stretches his arms out, and he shouts, "Dada!" over and over and over. It makes my heart warm each and every day. I think I love it just as much as he does.
Thursday, September 22, 2011
Dada Is Home!
All day long while Dada is up at the hospital, the toddler is waiting for him to get home. At the slightest sound, "Dada? Dada? Dada?" He'll walk over to the front door, and then he'll walk over to the door to the garage. He ignores my comments of, "No, Dada isn't home yet," because he has to see for himself.
The happiest moment of his day is when I announce, "Dada is home!" His eyes light up, he stretches his arms out, and he shouts, "Dada!" over and over and over. It makes my heart warm each and every day. I think I love it just as much as he does.
The happiest moment of his day is when I announce, "Dada is home!" His eyes light up, he stretches his arms out, and he shouts, "Dada!" over and over and over. It makes my heart warm each and every day. I think I love it just as much as he does.
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