My day began with being delegated to take my mother-in-law to the airport, which is really no big deal because we get along marvelously. The problem was Ben, who not only loves his Nanny, but loves the airport, so she and I decided to take him along.

Everything but the traffic was going smoothly. As many of you will know, I am from the north, where in winter we have what you call SNOW. But since it was winter here and snowing, most of the people around me decided they could just not drive.

No, I am not bitter, just frustrated, but as we broke free from the traffic on the way to check in on time at the airport, Ben’s breakfast decided to break free from his body…..that’s right, projectile vomiting in a small car, with my mother-in-law……the fourth level of hell (I am sure that is her definition and not mine).

But the woman is clearly a saint. She unbuckled and tended to Ben, which is so much different from how she treats me, because every time I cough she shouts “Walk toward the light!” It however was touching to see. And Ben as you see didn’t last long after that.

So my day was spent with a sick boy and a lot to do. He seems better now, and for that I am thankful. My mother-in-law is now home, everyone is in bed, and the day is done. What a doozy! I am about to drop!

Goodnight my friends and God Bless!