The kids sing it in Primary, and I concur. Things are "right" when Daddy is home.
Adrian flew home to spend 30 hours with us in between his work travels. He doesn't really travel much, usually only about once a year. But this month will be a week in Puerto Rico, a week in Orlando, and a week on Hilton Head Island in South Carolina. So Daddy, please come home soon and don't travel again until next year!



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...because Mom finally gets a break! She claps her hands and jumps for joy...etc., etc., etc." That is how I feel when Daddy comes home to our house!
I concur as well! It's amazing what even a few hours with Daddy around can do for our family!
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