When somebody is gone for two whole years–it’s hard to say what you’ve missed the most–about them–in that time. Was it their smile?
Their laughter at the dinner table?
Their love for all the babies?
Their happy attitude?
Or just their sweet face?
Sure…sure…it’s all of that and a hundred times more, but this afternoon, I do believe I’ve found one thing pretty darn close to the top of that list.
Welcome back boys playing football in the backyard.
It’s been far too long.