Usually around the end of the afternoon dinner is simmering on the stove and we've run out of things to do for the day. We hang out in the living room and listen for city buses to speed down our street. They make a kind of high pitched humming noise as they near our house. We do this so often that even Hyrum knows the sound. When he hears a bus go by he looks up from what he is doing and screeches, "DAAA!" (Dad). If we see a bus heading South we guess that it might be Daddy's bus and gather on the big purple couch. Sometimes I don't know who's more excited, me or them? The children climb up the back and stand in the big window staring eagerly at the bushes waiting for Daddy to come down the sidewalk and appear. He always looks so handsome in his dress shirt and tie with his shoulder bag. As soon as they see him they wave, screech, blow kisses and giggle excitedly. When the door clicks and opens up, they run into their Daddy's arms for hugs and kisses. If you ever want to know what the phrase "squeal with delight" means just listen to Hyrum when his Daddy walks in the door after work.
It is the highlight of my day to see the smile on my dear husband's face as he smooches and hugs our children after a long day of work. If he sits on the couch for a quick rest, it's not long before he's surrounded by little people climbing and smooching on him. I love seeing him snuggle and kiss his little boy, showing him the kind of Father he should one day be. I am so glad I married a man who is such an amazing father. He works hard each day to provide for us. He is adored by his children and loved like crazy by me!
Happy Father's Day darling!
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