Tuesday, March 15, 2011
Footsteps
The footsteps of a toddler. The footsteps of a father. A small pair. A big pair. Little hands enclosed in bigger hands. Both bent over, both inspecting, working, digging, and getting dirty in the dirt. My boys love to be outside, and in the yard. A father teaching, and a son who is learning. Almost everyday this is the scene that takes place when Dave comes home from work. And I listen and watch from afar, all the while having one of those 'heart squeeze' moments
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Our kids still run to the door when Dad comes home, even if it is at lunchtime and he's only been gone a few hours!
ReplyDeleteWe would stand at the door and wave goodbye as daddy left for work and be right back there to greet him when he got home!
ReplyDeleteBe still my heart, the pictures are priceless. What a nice series for Grandma Linda, I bet she'd love them!
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