I purposely booked the 540am flight so I could spend the evening with my kids and put them to bed, something ARG gratefully appreciated, since I heard nothing but, "Daddy, I'm gonna miss you" for the last three days. It made sense, since I will literally be in Tampa about 11 hours later than I would have been had I left on the latest flight yesterday. And we had fun... Went for a bike ride, cooked on the grill, played hide and seek... Solid family time.
However, if I never see the Philly airport this early again, I'll die happy. I'm saving this post in case my kids ever tell me I never do anything for them... "hey, remember when I could have been in Florida with Mr. Mojo and Daddy's friends, and instead I got up at 325am so you could have me put you to bed?" Needless to say, I haven't had much coffee since I'll be crashing the second they board this plane. Billie Holiday is on standby on my iPod. Repeating to myself, "this makes me a good daddy, this makes me a good daddy" to remind myself why I did this.
Anyways, see you in a few hours, guys. Dawg, get ready to be chucked in the pool.
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