After a long week away, Daddy came home. The kids were so excited to see his "wee-yoo" work truck driving in. Mademoiselle couldn't contain herself. She was all squeals and wiggles. Daddy stopped his truck across the field from us, though, to talk to someone who was working on the irrigation. She couldn't wait a second longer. I could see it. I told her to go ahead and run to him. She ran and squealed the whole long way into his arms.
Home at last!

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

could you record that next time and include an audio link? pl