We were running ahead of schedule, basically high fiving the shit out of life because travelling with a 1 and 3 year old seemed like such a huge task but nah, we were just killing it.
20 minutes later...at the baggage check in. "I'm sorry but Isaac's passport is expired."
We look at each other, mouths open, completely dumbfounded. "wait. what."
"I'm sorry but he can't travel, his passport expired in May of this year."
After some casual OMG's...WTF's...and delirious banter back and forth about one of us...