Dal wakes up at the crack of dawn every work day to avoid the peak hour traffic so he can arrive at work on time.
This means that he is usually out the door before LQ and I are even stirring in our sleep. Before he sneaks out the door, he makes sure that he kisses me goodbye. Gently he touches my shoulder to wake me enough for me to unbury my face from the pillow. A kiss is planted, followed by an "I love you." He then sits on the side of the bed to give me a chance to gather my wits and say "I love you, too". Another good bye kiss and he is gone.
That is my favourite moment of each day
My second favourite moment is when he comes home from work. By that time LQ and I are sick of the sight of each other. We spot Dal pulling into the driveway, LQ squeals "Daddy!" (it's the only word she speaks that anyone would understand) and we run to stand at the door waiting for his kisses and cuddles.
My life is simple, yet wonderful.
This means that he is usually out the door before LQ and I are even stirring in our sleep. Before he sneaks out the door, he makes sure that he kisses me goodbye. Gently he touches my shoulder to wake me enough for me to unbury my face from the pillow. A kiss is planted, followed by an "I love you." He then sits on the side of the bed to give me a chance to gather my wits and say "I love you, too". Another good bye kiss and he is gone.
That is my favourite moment of each day
My second favourite moment is when he comes home from work. By that time LQ and I are sick of the sight of each other. We spot Dal pulling into the driveway, LQ squeals "Daddy!" (it's the only word she speaks that anyone would understand) and we run to stand at the door waiting for his kisses and cuddles.
My life is simple, yet wonderful.
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We have a very similar routine around here.
Except it's 8:30am when Neil is giving me that goodbye kiss and I'm struggling to wake up enough to reciprocate.
I need to start setting the alarm...
Sweet.
Never, never stop doing that. Every morning. Without fail. And that evening greeting? Can I tell you a secret? That little celebration SAVES our husbands. It really does. It's like a decontamination shower, washing away the world and its grime, replacing it with good, clean, innocent affection.
Poison out, love in.
I'm with DeNae - all the way, she speaks wisdom
Reminds me of when my step-daughter brought our grandson to visit before he could speak. We opened the front door and he squealed Ha as he looked at my wife, then Haaa again as he looked at me. We could just imagine what he was saying— "Gramdma&hellip Grandpa!!". Too cute.
One of my favorite moments is checking your blog.
It is the simple things in life that make us the happiest.
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