Love Your Daughter at Work Day

London just woke up in my office, having been moved here mid-nap.

She rolled over, her slightly sweaty wisps of hair sticking to her neck, raised her head up, and realized with a bit of surprise that she was in my office.

She smiled.

“You’re in my office!” I said.

She smiled again.

I got up from behind my desk and walked over to the couch. “Did you have a good nap?”

“Yeah, I did!” she exclaimed, her cheeks streaked with red lines from the blanket I’d tucked around her.

I scooped her up, and she asked if I could take her shoes off.

“Sure, baby.”

“Thanks, dad!”

I removed one pink sandal, then the other. “Thank you, daddy,” she sighed.

“I have some toys for you to play with. Would you like to see them?”

Another smile flashed across her face. “I’d love some toys!”

I pulled her close to me and told her she was adorable.

Because she is.