after work

Each day when Mark gets home, he is met with squeals of delight. From the time they hear his car door slam shut until he actually walks in the door, they are giddy with excitement, ready for their dad to be home for the day. And although I have to admit I'm a tad jealous, I would never trade it for the world. Here is a scene from yesterday afternoon, when Mark got home and I was getting ready to head out the door for the sane, kid-free world known as Girls' Night Out.