Papa's home!

It's a great feeling. Going home. The moment I step into the house, my 2 sons shout out "Papa" and run to me. The glow in their faces. It's so simple for them. They are just so happy to see me. They love me. They come and bury their faces into me; hug me, and try to tell me what happened for the day. They want me to carry them. They want to hang out with me for the rest of the day. This is wonderful. This is how I always want to remember my kids. Kids, Papa loves you too.