I think I’m suffering from daughter withdrawal this morning.
And whose fault is that, old man?
Yep, totally mine.
Saturday night I was out playing Warhammer until 1:30 am, which threw a very fuzzy blanket over my BumbleDay morning.
Monday was a slightly hectic day at work, which kept me at the office until after 7.
I’ve been trying to help the local store get an X-Wing scene off the ground on Tuesday evenings, so I didn’t get home until well after midnight last night.
And Daphne had Mother Goose time with grandma this morning, so they left earlier than usual while I was stuck waiting for the sprinkler system repairman.
As a result, I feel like I haven’t seen much of my daughter this week.
Although things should go back to a semi-normal schedule tomorrow, so hopefully we’ll have our typical morning of Sesame Street/Taylor Swift-induced naptime.
Zzzz… Frggle-shake it off…shmzzzzzz…