Thursday, May 11, 2006

"The Shriek"

I got home early enough tonight to catch the girls and get the shriek. Not really anything else in the world like it and there is no way any words I string together here will do it justice. (Parents out there know what I'm talking about, I presume especially fathers with daughters, so I'm not making myself out to be special here or anything) The experience of walking into the house or up the stairs and at the instant of recognition hearing a couple of little girls SHRIEK "DADDY... DADDY... DADDY'S HOME... DADDY... DADDY!" in unison for a brief moment and then independently, machine-gun rat-a-tat style, two little beings clamoring to be the first to secure some individual and undivided attention.

This is typically followed by hugs and kisses and some kind of unifying moment so no one wins and no one loses, or at least a good honest attempt to be fair and equally attentive. Nothing like the shriek. My own little Beatlemania moment... Sir Paul got 50,000 anonymous strangers in Shea screaming at the top of their lungs, I have Madison and Ava at the top of the stairs. No complaints.

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