How long does something have to go on before it becomes a family tradition? I guess Im just allowed to decide this for myself. Almost ever since we moved into our new house, Gavin loves to see Eric off to work each day. He wants to watch him leave, out the front door, and he wants his Daddy to drive around front and pound fists before he leaves. And then, in the afternoon, the boys seriously cannot wait for their Daddy to get home. Once we know he's getting close, we go sit outside in the breezeway and wait for him to pull in the driveway. As soon as Daddy is in the driveway, the boys run to his truck so that he will let them ride into the garage with him. It is seriously the most precious thing ever.
If I could put into words how much my heart melts when I see how much these boys love their Daddy, it would probably be a novel. These 3 are my world and there is never a day I don't realize how blessed I am.
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