I leave in about 20 minutes to pick up CC from the airport, although I’m still hopeful Master will decide to do it. The little one is very happy. He says with voice full of excitement,”Mommy’s coming home tonight!” I try to respond with equal enthusiasm. “That’s right! Mommy is coming home!”
But, he has more to say. This time his tone is contented. “You’re home! And Daddy’s home!”
He’s right, we are all home. It makes me want to cry.
