#46

Today I got home after 6 hours in Gardena which was supposed to be 2. My day blew up in my face (which the Wife would say is normal for me) and I had a headache which I only get on really crazy days. Things went well at work and I slammed it as usual, but today just didn't go as planned and since I have a bad habit of wanting to help everyone no matter what, I ended up with a bigger pile of work for tomorrow (which again the Wife would say is normal for me).

As I sit down at my laptop after dinner is over (which I skipped because the headache killed my appetite) to continue my day in hopes of having a few late hours to snuggle with Wifey, my daughter comes over to me and asks me the same thing she always does.

How was your day Daddy?

I proceed to rub my temples and tell her it was one of those headache days.

She hugged me and told me the sweetest thing.

Daddy. Your days are always crazy, so I always want to ask you about it. You're the best Daddy and you work so hard. I love you Daddy.

Such a Sweetheart

I love you too Pumpkin.