After two days of airports, early morning shuttles, and playing the stand-by travel game, my oldest daughter and I are finally back home. We got stuck in Denver last night. She was such a trooper and master traveller yesterday. Today, however, let’s just say she must have reached her limit, no doubt spurred on by the multiple 4:00 a.m. wake-up calls she had to endure from me this weekend.
We managed to get back in time for her afternoon kindergarten class and art class. Since yesterday was a holiday for Martin Luther King, Jr. day, she miraculously didn’t miss any school.
Happy Inauguration Day!
That’s the worst thing with travelling. The places you reach are usually fun, but the getting there rarely is.