The Best.

I work, unfortunately.  I leave PJ and Maggie around 7:20 everyday and pick them up about 5:15.

I hate that I have to leave them.  I hate that I have to wake them up every morning, when they could peacefully sleep till they were ready to wake up.  I hate that I can't let them lounge around in their jammies (although today was pajama day, so SCORE).

But...

the best, absolute BEST part of my day comes when I pick them up.

When I walk in the door, PJ starts yelling MAMAMAMAMAMMA!  and runs to greet me.

When Maggie sees me, she starts clapping and laughing and running over to me, saying MAMAMAMAMAMMA.

Biggest smiles on their faces.  So happy.

To see me.

That.

Is.

The.

BEST.