Monday was supposed to be zoo day. Carsyn and I had gone to Nashville Sunday for her first ever Titans game and Monday was a continuation of our Mommy/Daughter get-away. Turns out, some jerk (sorry, but that's how I feel) didn't feel the same way about us getting to pet the kangaroos. I'm still bitter about that.
While leaving the hotel early Monday morning to head to the zoo, I noticed some broken glass outside Carsyn's seat. Turns out, the glass was from my car window.