Last night. Katie stayed up to go to the airport with me to pick him up. She also refused to take a decent nap yesterday. She was wide awake for the entire drive to the airport, too.
Katie was thrilled to see her Daddy, and he was thrilled to see her. No hug or kiss for me. All I got was "Let's go get my bag," and "Carry/Hold this for me."
And the craziest thing happened on the way home, too. Katie finally fell asleep but then woke up crying. But her cry wasn't her normal cry. She sounded like she did back when she was a little baby. Phil said so, too, so it wasn't just me that thought so. It really freaked me out.