When you open the door you never know what you’re going to get.
I can’t understand the child.
By now she should be exhausted because it’s day 3 of late nights despite our best efforts to get her to bed in a timely manner.
It was apprehension when I asked BW how the morning went and it was surprise when she told me all went well.
Huh. Go figure.
But…there’s always the end of the day.
Nope.
I got greeted with the Statue of Liberty:
“Dad!. I’ll go stand on my bed and you come find me and I’ll be the statue of Liberty”
Sure, I told her.
I opened the door to the sight you see in the photos above.
Keep standing tall,
TH and Co.