I'm in the kitchen, getting more coffee (of course). I hear quick loud steps barreling down the stairs, then one last BOOM as Parker jumps from off the final steps (I'd know it was her even if I didn't see her). Then I hear "Daddy, you want to throw the football?"
Her choice of time spent with Daddy before he left.
That's my girl:).
Then time for a quick scooter ride as Richard and I sat on the porch a minute (my coffee cups behind the bush on Richard's right:)!).
and a group hug (minus one set of size 5.5 feet) as he said goodbye ...
Now we are busy cleaning the basement ... miles davis on the mac upstairs, radio disney on the portable radio Richard gave the girls from his first trip out to Iraq years ago ... it's one of those wind up for power kind. They think it is the coolest thing!
I think we're going to be okay:).