Having a child allows you sometimes to relive your own experiences.
You start to remember early Christmases, the Halloween costumes and not having a care in the world other than why you can’t eat candy for dinner and why you have to go to bed so early.
Recently, I got to witness my 2-year-old son have several new experiences during our first family vacation to Florida.
It was a short three-day trip to the home of my wife’s best friend just outside of Orlando.
The first nausea-inducing hurdle was getting to the Sunshine State.