“I’mtaking my kids” I told my sister-in-law Mindy over the phone.
“Me too” she confirmed. “We’re close enough that we can bring kids right? I mean the kids know her.”
“Exactly.”
The vort was called for three o’clock. It was a Sunday everyone was off so why not have a vort in the afternoon and let everyone have a good night sleep? But not everyone is off. My husband for example needs to be at work.
After a 45-minute drive with two rambunctious boys and a kvetchy baby I pull into a spot. I think it’s a spot it had better be a spot because we need to get out of the car. My boys rush to the minivan door pressing the automatic door-opener button multiple times so the door slides open and then reverses course again and again. I bite my lip and breathe deeply.
