The Tuesday morning after Halloween, I was greeted with a phone call from Jon saying I needed to pick him up from the ER in Albany, MN. (The short version of the story is that Jon was headed up to Grand Forks with co-workers for a business trip and ended up fainting in the back seat.) I packed up the kids as fast as possible,which seemed to take forever, and headed out to get him. We picked him up and brought him home. He opted to then stay at home the rest of the day to recuperate.
All that back story just to get to the point that: Brianna loves her daddy! Since he was home she wanted to be right by his side, even so much that she didn't want to take a nap. I even tried to persuade her to come outside with me to give daddy a break to rest. Instead, she just snuggled in beside him on the couch (which she never does) and laid her head down.
She didn't last long, so I thought maybe if Jon went in the bedroom instead she might forget he was here. But... once he did, she kept walking over to the door, tapping it and saying "daddy". It was really cute!







