I have some very distinct memories of my growing-up years that involve my Dad.
One of those memories is bedtime: My Dad would always read me a story and tuck me in saying, "sleep tight, don't let the bed bugs bite."
Another memory is my Dad coming home from work. I was always so happy and excited to see him. Daddy coming home was always a favorite time of day.
It's also a sweet time of the day for this little family. The first thing James does (after taking off his shoes) is play with Adoration. She loves it and is always all-smiles, her happy-meter recharged for the day.
I was a bit of a Daddy's girl and I think Adoration might be too. :)
I know one day soon cries of "DADDY'S HOME!!!" will ring through the house.
I'm not gonna lie, I'm pretty, darn excited about it.
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