It's that time of day. Thomas and Sarah Grace are whining at my feet as I prepare dinner, causing me to trip as I cross from one side of the kitchen to the other, things are slightly haywire, my nerves are coming unraveled. We call it the witching hour around here. From about 4:45 until whenever dinner makes it to the table.
Enter stage front door, my knight in shining armor. Joshua comes home and the kids immediately flock to him for hugs, loves, and wrestling until dinner is ready. And here is a pretty good picture of what those first coming home moments look like for him.
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