Yesterday I worked from home because Kate is sick. Poor thing, but that's not what this is about. Because I was home I opted to walk over to daycare to pick up Sarah. It was beautiful out and I figured the sickie could manage to just sit in the stroller (she was very good at it, in fact).
On the way home the girls were chatty, chatty, chatty. I mostly listened as they talked, sang, yelled at each other. I think I would be a good Middle East peace broker. When things got nasty in the stroller they're really too big to share anymore I said "work it out girls, you have to share that space so deal" and they did. See that Jews and Arabs?
As we approached the driveway Sarah said "Daddy's home!" He wasn't. I delivered the crushing blow. Then Sarah said "Well where's he at?" That's when it happened. Kate said "Sarah, it's 'where is he'" I nearly cried I was so happy.