as your dad wakes you up your 3 year old self glances around your crib before your eyes land on your dad. “hey honey I know it’s early in the morning but we need to get ready to go to the airport, come on I’ll help you get ready..” your dad says as he lifts you out of your crib my cradles you against his chest. As Travis is getting you ready he keeps seeing you yawn or doze off*

“Hey baby girl maybe when we’re driving to the airport you could go back to sleep in the car! How’s that sound?” when you nod Travis let’s a sigh of relief. After your dad gets you ready he brings you to the car and buckles you in your car seat.

when Travis was driving he kept sneaking glances at you in the rear view mirror seeing you asleep and unbothered. “let’s get this radio on!” he says as he turns on a soft radio station, preparing for the long day of football ahead