A mere toddler sprawled, truly pained, on the living room floor, face smooshed into a pouf ottoman, bare legs kicking at air and screaming with such sincerity:
"I NEED MY WET PANTS ON!"
Also: I ran on a trail on purpose. Not this trail, a real trail with rocks and dirt. And I made chickpea burgers with guacamole.*
* We bought 2 more pounds of sauerkraut, so watch out world!