If you are headed northeast towards South Carolina, watch out for kisses flying through the air.
John Henry is traveling and is in South Carolina now. Yesterday morning I left to take the kids to school before he left for his trip. We said all of our 'goodbyes' before leaving. He was gone when Daisy and I got back home. When we walked into the house I noticed four post cards on the kitchen table. He had left all four children an individual card, each with a special message.
Last night Daisy was still carrying hers around with her. She asked me, "Where did Daddy sign his name?" I reread the card to her, pointing to the words as I read. She the kissed the card on top of "love, Daddy" and then continued to blow kisses and throw hugs around the room. I didn't say anything (she's a silly four year old, remember?) A few minutes later she said, "Those kisses that I was blowing in my room are flying to Daddy." I asked her what they would do when they caught up with him. Her reply was, "They are going to tickle him on his face."
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