Why I come home.

When I come home- be it 6pm or 8pm - I am often greeted by a very happy 10yr old at the garage door. As the door lifts up I see him smile as he confirms it is me before his face changes into a look of intense concentration as he remembers and commences his dance moves. Often I blink the car lights for special effects and this encourages an even more emphatic response – the Egyptian move combined with a break-dance number. Every so often a 3yr old peeks out and screams in delight before he runs all over the place. He does not have the self control yet to just stand and do the crazy welcome home dance. You have to be of a very special age to do that. And you have to be a very lucky mom to see it.