The Little Things

Hopped in the truck to go to work with my dad one morning last week, and we both looked over at each other an thought how nice it was.  Yes, it was just 'a little thing' to be ridding to work together.  But for us, the last time we had gone to school/work together was when he use to drop me off to school in the sixth grade.


If there is one thing I have learned in life, it is to enjoy the little things.  And I guarantee that I am going to enjoy every morning ride to work with my dad!  They may be short, but well worth it to me.  

Happy Tuesday!!!

Comments

Allie said…
That's a really sweet post! I just wanted to say hi, I'm stopping by from the blog hop. I hope you're having a great Wednesday!
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Rebekah said…
It's the little things that mean the most in the long run. : )