The best of business trips...
... is coming back and walking into my daughter's room to watch her sleep.
I came back from a business trip yesterday more exhausted than I could remember. I was literally falling off my feet, due in part to my dumb choice of wearing high heels to travel. (Note to self -- that is idiotic!)
I couldn't even muster up a conversation with my husband until I went upstairs and watched my daughter sleep for a few minutes. After that, I was still exhausted, but I was fine.
Of course, if she decided to sleep in a little later this morning it would have been a really nice treat -- but I like to think that she woke up extra early because she missed me. (Oh, and because I promised to bring her a little something and she wanted to see the present:)