Daddy was going off on his golf trip today and the flight out was 6.30am. His friends had agreed to meet at the airport at 5am! The initial plan was for him to go with Grab, but in the end I agreed to send him to the airport (he hinted heavily that the rest had their spouses dropping them off...).
And yet daddy was worried about me driving back home in the dark all alone. When he asked you if you'd mind tagging along, to our surprise, you agreed.
Of course, you only woke up like 5-8 minutes before we left the house and then just sat/slept in the car with your eyes opened...
Not the best person to have a conversation with in the morning, but it was still comforting to have you with me in the car. Driving back in the rain was a tad bit scary, despite knowing that daddy's car had amazing handling.
Hugs to my good boy.
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