Wednesday 8 February 2006

Waiting for Daddy

At the end of every day, I wait for Daddy to come home from work. I'm not sure, but I think work is a place where daddy's go to escape babies.

Daddy's all excited because he sees me waving at him through the window. Don't tell him, but I was waving at the car behind him.

Daddy's home!

2 comments:

The City Gal said...

I am sure daddy waits all day to get home and see you. He probably thinks about you and mommy all day, too.

Anonymous said...

Is it a good-looking young lady driving the car behind? Uh-oh, you're too young for that kind of thing, Evan. But don't worry, your Dad or Mom won't know. (Not from me, anyway.)