Charlie gets a burst of energy and happiness every afternoon when Daddy gets home. I think it is precious and it usually gets me to perk up a bit too. Although I have to admit that sometimes when our day has been one long whinefest, it gets on my nerves a little. Mom gets all the crap and Dad gets the good stuff…no fair.
This week, Charlie has been at his grandparents’ house, and I realized something…I get a burst of energy and happiness every afternoon when John gets home, without Charlie’s influence! I am excited to tell him about every moment of my day, all of my conversations and texting, any gossip I’ve heard, the things I found interesting in Google reader, and then bounce around the house for a few minutes like my son does when he’s here. Oh, and then recite all the things I want him to do around the house that night. I’m sure that’s his favorite part.
What a great man we have, that his mere entrance into our house at the end of the day is always celebrated!
