well duh!

We spent the weekend at my parents' house. Spent a lot of time just enjoying the view of the river. Sunday, we decided to leave early to head on home to check on kitty.
Most of the time Mayra will fall asleep in the car if we drive home in the afternoon, but not Sunday.
We were most of the way home, when we found ourselves blocked by some sort of car trouble ahead. Don't know if it was an accident, or a car fire or what. We were on a two lane road with no shoulder, and the road ahead was blocked by assorted cars, trucks, and flashing lights, and a fair amount of smoke.
Mayra wants to know what's going on, sees the smoke starts wailing BABY DON"T LIKE IT!!!!! WE HAVE TO SAAAAAAAVE KITTY!
We turned around, and eventually got home after a short detour.
Kitty was fine. Litterbox was gross.
Being the genius Mom that I am, I offered to take my obviously tired child to Glasgow Park (of BIG playground fame) then out to dinner. WTF was I thinking?
We played a while, Mayra fell climbing and scared herself enough to cry, got that all sorted out, played some more, decided it was time to leave for dinner, I DONNNWANNNNNAA. I HATE YOU!
Get to the restaurant, people are talking too loud, dinner is taking too long, and on top of everything else, the ice cream was too cold.
She finally falls asleep in the car on the way home from dinner. We get home about 7:30 and I'm wondering if she just wants to go to bed (not a chance) instead she laid across my lap on the couch to watch tv. Cat decided to join us, but she kept licking Mayra. Mayra when she is not tired thinks that is cute and funny. Mayra when she is tired has a fit. Kitty has to go to bed.
I eventually got Mayra off to bed and she went striaght to sleep.
Will I know better next time?
Probably not.