Last month, my parents brought my brother's youngest kids, Franklin (15) and Amity (13), to stay with us for a few weeks. They don't like long car rides, and my parents weren't necessarily looking forward to taking them back. So my parents offered to pay for me to escort the kids on an airplane back to California.
It can be hard to take time off, since I have two jobs. And Franklin likes to say I have four jobs, since I also do The Impulsive Buy and Wayfare. So I opted for a very short trip, less than twenty-four hours. I flew out Friday night with the kids, and then I flew back yesterday (Saturday).
The kids—especially Franklin—wanted me to meet their cat, Pudding, who they got last year. He talked about him all trip, and when we got home, he was obsessing about every little thing he did and going off about how "he's real!" He is a very energetic, playful cat. Franklin was playing with him, and he jumped in the air, then kicked off of Franklin, like Mario doing a wall jump.
Pudding's fur reminds me of The Dress |
He loves this special cat toothpaste |
While I was on my brief visit, we also visited Albany Bulb, which is a former landfill by the bay. There is a lot of hipster art there.
Preston (18) and Franklin |
The kids found a set of mannequin legs tied to a child's tricycle. They untied the legs, then they tried to ride the trike. But they were a little too big, so it was funny to watch them play with it.
But my short trip came to an end, so my brother drove me to the airport. Just like Pudding and Reggie, he and I are very different:
I felt a little bad having such a short trip. But if I had to schedule time off, then I might not have gone at all. So I'm glad I went.
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