Today, we should have gotten up before the crack of dawn and headed to the airport for our flight to Orlando. We should have checked into our villa at AKL before heading out for a few hours at AK and dinner with Mickey and friends at Tusker House.
Instead, I got to take a trip to the ER after I lost control of my bike. One broken hand and some wounded pride later I am home with some ice cream and the Disney sing along from last week.
As I was crying to my dad if we had been where we were supposed to be my hand wouldn’t be in a cast right now he laughed and said, sweetheart, we can’t know that for sure dad jokes save the day!