A nine-year-old girl performing in her school’s play sprinted from stage in happy tears when she clocked her military-serving mom at the other end of the hall.
Armani Guerra had not seen her mom Shyanna Duenas for nine months, as Shyanna had been serving overseas in Kuwait.
Armani is standing as part of a choir on stage, at her elementary school in San Angelo, Texas.
But then, as Shyanna enters the room, Armani immediately recognizes the fact staring back at her and races from her group of fellow students and into her mom’s arms for an emotional hug.
The moment was planned by Armani’s father, grandmother and teachers.
Dorothy, the little daughter of a tire salesman, had seen triplets for the first time.
“Oh mother,” she cried out upon returning home, “what do you think I saw today?”
“I can’t imagine, dear, what?”
“A lady had twins, and a spare!”
A few years ago I had a proud (step)dad moment I think this sub will like..
This was right after picking her up from preschool. She was usually a bit grumpy and I always tried to be fun and keep the drive home more upbeat.
Her: “I’m hungry.”
Me: “Nice to meet you, hungry, I’m dad.”
Her: “Ahhhhgh could you not say that anymore?”
Me: “Aw why not, sweets?”
Her: “Because I don’t like it when you call me names like hungry or thirsty or anything!”
Me: “Alright, I’m not going to say that anymore.”
Her: “Nice to meet you, not going to say that anymore.”
