The Reluctant
Not sure how I have FOUR children and not a single one of them looked at me in this picture. Molly looks squished and miserable and everyone else looks like I’m annoying them. Fine then.
They wanted to go play but Mom wanted to sit and “hang out” with Dad on our last day before he left. I won and they watched. For an inning. So basically, I lost.
But we were able to stay long enough to see him pitch and say goodbye while he worked out. We’ll miss you, Daddy. We always miss you when you’re gone.
But we were able to stay long enough to see him pitch and say goodbye while he worked out. We’ll miss you, Daddy. We always miss you when you’re gone.
No comments:
Post a Comment