What, my kid spoiled?

I tell three-year-old Mack about our sudden plans for a trip to Disney World next month. I elaborate on the rides we’ll visit. I tell him that we’ll be able to watch giraffes graze from our hotel room. I also mention that our hotel has a huge pool with a big water slide.

I pause for his response, expecting screams of joy and gratitude.

“Is there a hot tub?”

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