I had a 7:30 am flight to Fort Worth this morning for work. Trent & Little K agreed to take me since my car is in the shop. At 5:30 am, I gently woke my daughter, saying it was time to go to the airport.
My sleepy girl arose, grabbed her baby dolls & headed to Daddy's car.
"I can't believe I'm in my PJs," she said sleepily with a slight sound of a giggle.
"I can't believe we are driving at this hour!" I replied. It was still dark outside. All in a day's work, right?
After my meetings, I head back to the airport. Surprise! Flight delay! Oh, I'll be home soon if those Houston storms will clear.
Until the next nap time...