It's Wednesday evening, my sister calls.
Exciting news...she needs to talk about it.
We get a cupcake to split (of course) and sit in the bakery chatting.
A call from Dad.
He's in the airport, on his way to Vegas.
He's says we should come.
We think about about it....two seconds....
45 minutes later we're on the road, bags thrown together and a large diet coke in hand.
I think so.
It was such a dream. What a perfect way to spend my fall break!
(especially since the husband has been out of town)
We shopped, laid out, had our nails done, and got in some much needed daddy-daughter time.
I love you Dad! It was so fun to see you.
What a beautiful, unexpected trip.