They wait anxiously for Daddy to come home each day. Here they stand, in their "dress-up dresses" on chairs at the front window waiting for sight of his black truck to come pulling up to the curb. When they see that he is home, they run outside to greet him with hugs and walk with him to go get the mail. This has become their little routine, and I love every time that it happens. It is so precious to see the man I love with two darling daughters who love on him so much.