a happy welcome

i’m usually pretty useless when i arrive home in an evening. my 1hr 45 minutes commute can often be quite miserable (though it’s at least more bearable since i dumped the tube for walking).
the best bit about the commute home is the reaction from esther and kezia when i walk through the door. they are (usually) so excited to see me. it’s a real ego boost.
today they were even waiting at the window, waving down the street as i approached the house.
hoorah for jolly kids !
update: ooops, just in case anyone thought otherwise, hoorah for jolly wives too. especially jane who it goes without saying i’m also very glad to see each evening. it went without saying, so i didn’t say it. but now i have.