Okay, this sounds totally like a first world problem. Because it is.
It's important for people to feel like they can be welcome and belong somewhere.
We ate this stuff at picnics, graduation parties, wherever there was a casual enough family gathering, basically.
Failure is good. Repeat with me. Failure is good.
Enforcing a summer bedtime on my own daughter, even while on a vacation, was completely new territory for me to wade into.
My appetite has returned, my aches and pains are gone, and I finally am able to indulge in my morning coffee once again. Hallelujah!
The path to succeed is never linear.