…someone remind me of the day when the flights were delayed and canceled, the kid was crying, and I was starving, and the food was getting cold, and we were running from one end of the terminal to the other, and I accidentally scraped her belly with my ring, and then she was wailing and upset, and all I wanted to do was good to sleep.

But after that, remind me of how hilarious it was when we got a ride in the golf cart shuttle, and she started waving at everyone shouting, “I’m beating you! We’re beating you! You can’t catch us! We’re wiiiiiiiiiiiinning! YAAAAYYYY!”

I’ll probably still end up thinking the same was as I did yesterday morning. cart ride