"Darcy, baby, wake up." You nudge your 3 year old daughter, trying to wake her up. She squirms wildly. "Darcy, c'mon honey. We're limited on time." You say again.
Darcy suddenly sits up right, "MOMMY." Her brows drawing together. You scoop her in your arms and get her ready
You're in the car with your husband Harry, and Darcy is in the back seat sleeping. You guys are going to the airport to leave for a trip to Paris.
"Oooooohhh, mommy, are we gonna fly?" Darcy asks with wide eyes and excitement. "Yes, darling." You answer.
*two hours later*
"Are we there yet?!" Darcy pouches up and down in her seat. "No, not yet, Darcy." Harry answers, getting annoyed with Darcy. "But daddy, I want to know how it's like to be in Paris." "Darling, please sit still in your seat. We'll be there in no time." Darling quickly falls asleep. "Thanks babe, she was getting a little annoying and jumpy." You thank Harry, giving him a quick kiss on the cheek. He replies with a smile.
The plane arrives in Paris and you guys have a blast.