She bounced in her carseat, eagerly doing her best to look out the window to the passing trees. "Dada!" She giggled, making grabby hands. "Dada Dada!!" 
Her mother smiled, turning on the street that lead to their home. "Almost, dear one." She murmured, soothingly. "Almost. Dada's almost here." She could see the car in the driveway and breathed a sigh of relief. He'd made it home before them. Good. She didn't want to deal with a disappointed two year old if he hadn't. 

-Inspiration from driving