So aside from Little Miss breaking a finger, we also got to “enjoy” a flat tire.
That’s my left hand’s index finger disappearing into the hole in the side of it.
All I could think of was “please don’t go into labor” toward Redflare.
As inconvenient as having a flat tire was, I was thankful that wasn’t the case.
My insurance roadside assistance came in handy that night!
I could see our little town from where I was sitting… but of course it was a bit too cold out to attempt the route.