Bulletin: I’m leaving tonight to New York, with both my kids, alone.
That’s one adult to two kids. Or, one adult to an infant and a terrible two.
So if you’re on my flight, sucks for you. Sucks worse for me.
Like I told my mom, who I’m sure is containing all the giddy-with-pleasure as best she can until we’re settled in and over the flight:
It’s going to be hard and I always come off cursing but this is the kind of life I chose so here goes…