Every afternoon, around 5:15pm, we sit at the front window and wait, with anticipation, for our daddy to come up the drive. Yesterday, I decided to move a tiny stool up to the window for Morgan to stand on and look out on his own.
Now at 5:15pm,
he watches out the window
and he waits.
And he waits.
And then...
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He's so glad when daddy comes home.
Glad as he can be!
Your pics are absolutely fantastic! Those eyes are just "clapping hands and shouting for joy" ready to climb upon his knee!!! Pictures that tell a story are simply priceless!
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