You know what really sucks? It’s when you know that you’re going to be spending twelve hours split amongst driving, visiting with people who have never met the baby, and… more driving.
What sucks even more is when after the first lunch meet and greet, you come back out to your vehicle to not just one, but TWO flat tires.
Yup, that’s right. We drove the first three hours and went into the restaurant for lunch. About two hours later we came back out to drive off to destination number two and found one rim sitting on the ground and another just barely holding air.
Three hours and two tire places later (because seriously, tire places need to be open even on Sundays), it was determined that there was absolutely nothing wrong with the tires and we were back on our way.
Unfortunately, those three hours just pissed the baby right off and she was cranky for the remaining six hours of our day trip.