Smothered

My boys miss their dad while he is at work. I think the hardest thing about commuting is that Benji gets to see them for maybe a minute in the morning (sometimes not at all), and then for about an hour at night. Sometimes when Benji gets home he is pooped from working and driving home and needs some wind down time before playing with the boys. Unfortunately, the boys don't understand that and end up smothering their dad with attention. I walked in the room the other night and Sam had climbed up Benji and perched on his shoulders.
The look on Sam's face was so funny because I could tell he thought he was being sneaky or funny.

Either way, he was pleased with himself for getting some dad time.