Sunday, July 30th 2023
Ugh! How I love these annoying Rug Rats! Aren’t they enormous? I’ve hardly blogged any family stuff since pandemic and starting the band last year, but here we are at a slightly sentimental juncture, wherein they are heading to paradise under the unequivocal dotage of their inordinately talented Grandma in *Florida.*
They’re not unaccompanied minors exactly; as he is 15, she is his “companion,” as well as the tallest most 17 year-old looking 12 year-old you have ever seen.
Daddy does Cellphone Lot Duty as I am unexpectedly cleared all the way to the gate, just like Ye Aulden Times in my Unaccompanied Minor career in the 1970’s. (So last century!) I wonder if I too used that bonus time with parental units to assail them with my overall disgust and derision? When not ignoring them that is?
It’s not that I’m going to miss them too muchly, because of course this is a temporary and welcome change for everyone. But I am already dreading how much they will despise coming back after a week of having their every whim and desire curated and fulfilled by the greatest host that ever lived, Director of the self-titled “Camp Zeigler;” Grandma Z & her trust side-kick Grandpa Jack!
*(against their will of course)
**(also against their will)
Bon voyage, Babies!!
🙀🙋♀️😿
circuskitchen 
Ah-maaaz-ing. What goes around, comes around. I cannot believe the Re-Pete of Robert and Jennifer and their Unaccompanied Minor career. Yes, so last century. Will the flight attendants pin wings on them? Give them crayolas? Will they emerge in Florida with chocolate ice cream on their shirts?
Blessings on the airlines for getting all our family members to their destinations safely, lo, these many years.