John went fishing in Alabama this weekend so I had to tell Reese about 100 times that he would be back on Sunday and that he was gone fishing. He would constantly ask for daddeee, look for daddeee, yell for daddeee....it was almost pitiful how much he missed him. I know John went on fishing trips last year but this year Reese knows when he isn't here. On Sunday when we were getting ready for church I told him daddy would be home later and Reese looked at me and said fiiissshh. He is so good with putting things together. The whole weekend when Reese would hear a truck that sounded like John's he would yell for him or when a door opened he would run to the door looking and yelling for him. So when he did get home on Sunday Reese was standing at the door waiting on him. He went outside and had to point at John's car over and over and say daddeee daddeee...he was so happy he was finally home!!
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