Last night I made it home before Nathan and the kids invaded. I was standing at the stove, working on a delicious dinner when the usual racket from the mudroom ensued.
I don't really remember hearing the door, but heard the pitter patter of little feet. I turned around just in time to see Nicholas running at me (yes, he RUNS), arms up, HUGE grin wanting to be picked up.
How's that for a welcome home from a hard day at work mommy?!
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
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