she finds an empty spot on her dad's side of the bed.
Usually, she asks if he's at work.
Sometimes, though, she thinks he's at the gym.
He does go in the mornings, so she is kind of right.
But, by 7 am, he is always sitting at his desk on the trading floor...
where he stays put for the next nine or so hours.
I always find it funny, when, after school, a playdate, errands, etc.,
she asks if he's still at the gym.
To show her that daddy is actually hard at work all day long,
we paid a little visit to his office.
I'm not sure who was more excited
(Tom, I can just hear you saying to yourself,
"Did he really wear that to work?")
A true perk of the satellite office!

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