Someday, the kids won't clamor for me to open the front door every morning when MJ leaves for work, so they can wave good bye to him. Someday, they won't scream with excitement on the porch, yelling loudly so Daddy can hear them, probably waking up all the neighbors. Someday, they won't spill breakfast crumbs on the floor in their haste to make it to the front door before he drives away.
It might end tomorrow, or it might last another 3 years. Better take a picture now!
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