Just you wait until your father gets home. Here at the end of our thirteen hour days, six AM to seven thirty at night. Every last shred of patience spent. Just you wait.
Just wait while the door slams open and your heart beats faster and he walks in to hear all about our day.
He’ll listen to the things that frustrated us, the rules broken and the feelings hurt.
He’ll listen to the stories of the adventures that we had, and the books that we read,
And he’ll sweep you into his arms and give you all the patience that I’ve been struggling with these past few hours of our too-long day.
Just wait. Daddy will be home soon. I know that you have missed him, and he has missed you too.