Saying Good-Bye

Now that we live over an hour from Matt's job, he is up and out the door early in the morning to face the long commute. Mornings are usually rushed as we get Matt out the door on time. By the time he leaves Harrison is still in his pj's and may or may not have had breakfast yet. But most mornings he has at least had a snack of some sort to hold him over until after Matt leaves and I can fix him breakfast.
Which means his sticky, messy, snack covered fingers leave his "waving" to Daddy all over the glass storm door. But I wouldn't trade having to use Windex every morning just so I can see those sweet fingers on the door saying good-bye to his Daddy.


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