That's what Savannah said to me shortly after we left the airport today.
In a very dramatic voice, "Mom, this is the worst day of the whole year."
"The worst day? Of the whole year? Why is that, honey?"
I'm thinking she's upset about missing her daddy for another four days; we had just dropped him off at the airport and she'd been dreading him leaving all day. So I'm prepared for the umpteenth pep talk of the day... you can talk to him on the phone, he'll be back after three more days, etc.
But no...
In just as dramatic of a voice, "It's the worst day because it's not Valentine's Day yet."
Silly me.
In a very dramatic voice, "Mom, this is the worst day of the whole year."
"The worst day? Of the whole year? Why is that, honey?"
I'm thinking she's upset about missing her daddy for another four days; we had just dropped him off at the airport and she'd been dreading him leaving all day. So I'm prepared for the umpteenth pep talk of the day... you can talk to him on the phone, he'll be back after three more days, etc.
But no...
In just as dramatic of a voice, "It's the worst day because it's not Valentine's Day yet."
Silly me.
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