The husband is en route to our lovely little apartment. We simply can't wait to have him home. I can't wait to hold him, to smell him, to watch him tickle the kiddos, to hear him whistling in the bathroom, to see Atrain's excitment and Jdog's recognition when their father walks through the door, and to stay up late talking, snuggling, smooching, etc.
We are all craving time with the shmub. Yesterday, while talking on the phone with his father, Atrain relayed a minute-long list of the things they were going to do. No joke. The husband said, "And what will we do when I get home?" Atrain responded without even taking a breath, "We will play football, and take off my training wheels, and watch Cars 2, and play soccer, and watch football, and ride bikes, and tickle, and watch Jdog and laugh hahahaha." We can't wait. Drive safe shmub. See you soon.
ONCE upon a time, in a land not so far away, there was a queen. She lived a lovely life in her cottage sized castle with her husband and their three sons: Atrain the brave-heart; Jdog the jolly; and Doodle, the daring baby. The queen had a good heart, and she loved her boys with every piece of it. Every day in Frandsenland she works and plays and does her very best NOT to be evil. Sometimes she succeeds. This is her diary.
Shmub?
ReplyDeleteI'm so glad when daddy comes home... especially true at your house.
So glad he got home safe. We all missed your husband.