I hope everyone out there is having a happy holiday season. The clan and I are just setting out to the airport for a 3-hour tour of France, a 3-hour tour.
I'd say what could go wrong, but the last time we did this trip at Christmas, United stranded us in London and Lufthansa lost our luggage until the night before we left. So it's my hope that nothing will happen, and there'll be nothing but quaint things to write about.
And that three iPads will be enough.
And that no strollers will chop off any little fingers, nor infant seats drop their passengers from dangerous countertop heights.
And that no useful swaddling information or mad diaper sales will emerge.
And no long-unappreciated kid design items will be discovered.
And that everyone under the age of 2 will sleep through the night.
Happy new year to all, and to all a good night.