My two year old stood up, looked at me, said “I love you dada,” and then gave me a big hug. That can turn even the worst of weeks around.
My two year old stood up, looked at me, said “I love you dada,” and then gave me a big hug. That can turn even the worst of weeks around.
I just got back from a few day work trip. My family met me outside security, and my daughter screamed and ran to me as soon as she saw me with a balloon and snack. Doesn’t get much better than that.
It’s always daughters.