Pages

Monday, June 22, 2015

Day Thirteen Hundred and Seventy-Nine

The Longest Hours


Waiting on Dad...the cutest way I know how...all wrapped up in my favorite cozy swaddle.
The nights he comes home always seem like the longest ones. We have to wait FOREVER for him to arrive...but eventually he does, and then everything is better again. Missed you Dada. So much.

No comments:

Post a Comment