Cherish that. The fact that it tugged on your heartstrings showed that you're a good dad. There's too few people these days who really care about their kids, thanks for making my day

scottathan

I remember the feeling of being the last kid to get picked up, especially if the wait after the second last kid is long. I remember worrying if something happened

SimpleStacker

I was the last parent to pick up my daughter.

She was standing by the window with longing eyes, eagerly anticipating my arrival. When she ran into my arms, the first thing she said in indignation was, “I don’t want to be the last one!”

I don’t have the words for it, but this — her lingering by the window and waiting for my arrival — tugged at my heartstrings like no other. I was already missing this poignant scene even though I was experiencing it in real time.

Stacker Saloon

saloon

I was the last parent to pick up my daughter.

She was standing by the window with longing eyes, eagerly anticipating my arrival. When she ran into my arms, the first thing she said in indignation was, “I don’t want to be the last one!”

I don’t have the words for it, but this — her lingering by the window and waiting for my arrival — tugged at my heartstrings like no other. I was already missing this poignant scene even though I was experiencing it in real time.