…it all started when I got beat up by a toddler (for the second time!) You would think I’ve learned to bob & weave by now, but baby, those tiny hands turn into fists of fury real quick. Honestly, I can’t even blame her. A 12-hour road trip in the very back seat of a (albeit comfortable) 2-row vehicle, with no room to roam the land and an upset tummy (yep, she threw up, too) would make anyone’s wits start to itch.