Kyler was doing homework yesterday when he asked,
"When does Dad get home?"
"Probably around 5:00 or 5:30." I answered. "Why?"
"Because I didn't get to see him much last night and I want to see him."
Love that he loves his Dad. And misses him when he's gone.
He may not run toward the door with his arms outstretched like he did when he was a toddler, but he still wants his Daddy home.
That's a cool 13 year old in my book...