On St.Partick’s Day, I got up at 3:00 a.m. had our bags packed the night before, ready for a trip with my baby girl to visit family in Montana. I filled a carry-on bag with new toys, snacks, hand sanitizer, charged headphones, and of course, our masks.  That morning I woke up our two-year-old Nora, she meet me with a doe eyed look but was in good spirits.  I changed her into a cute black shirt with toile on the bottom and slipped on a black hoodie paired with my favorite black chucks.  We made the hour drive to the Mesa Gateway Airport. I unbuckled her car seat, slipped it…