Here we are before a thankfully uneventful flight. This brings our grand total up to 20 flights. TWENTY flippin' flights by ourselves, too many delays to count, one unexpected overnight stay, hundreds of annoyed passengers, dozens of kind flight attendants, 10 in-flight diaper changes, two sprints through ATL, three treks through the weird-ass tunnel in Detroit, and one little boy who already has a love of travel adventures. Don't we appear to both be ready to go as if flying with a 13 month old or flying if you are a 13 month old is no big deal?
Have a great weekend and look for some fun changes to my blog next week. Innovation, folks, it's what keeps brands alive.