Each morning when Sean leaves for work, Rosie goes to her room, gets her shoes, puts them on and then runs out onto our front porch to wave good-bye. She did try it once without the shoes but found the cement uncomfortably chilly.
It is truly precious. She yells, "Bye, Daddy!" at the top of her lungs and waves frantically until she can't see Sean's bike anymore. She loves him in a way she doesn't love anyone else. And she is the first one into his arms at the end of the day. ~Mandy
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How precious! I bet that melts his heart.
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