So... eldest had to fly back up today.
He had had an ID on the flight down to see us..... no longer had one in his wallet.
Didn't know until he was checking in for the flight. They let him on when Spouse begged. Spouse had kid's SS card, kid had his student ID.
5 minutes after that he tried to lose his boarding pass.
Kid then called, asked me to see if I saw his ID somewhere.... so I could run it down to him......
I had the rest of the kids start looking... then had a thought... called kid back... asked him if he had forgotten his contacts and retainer. 7 THOUSAND dollar teeth I tell ya. And not being able to see would have been an issue... yep.... he had forgotten both.
Took us a couple minutes to find them... then I zoomed down as safely as I could.... blasted weather... been rainy so was now icy, but luckily not too bad, so I could still go pretty fast...
Got there, parked fast, ran in, saw him in line, only 2 people ahead of him.
Spouse saw me running up and asked "what are you doing here?"
I ran up to eldest kid and said "here ya are" he started to reach for the stuff and I said "don't you dare, open your carry on... they go directly into the carry on"
We did that. I kissed the kid, told him I still loved him, and not to worry, by the time he came back home Spouse would no longer be angry.
By the way, the week before coming down for Thanksgiving he lost his debit card. He canceled it, ordered a new one, had hoped it would show up at the house before he went back to college... no such luck. (He has no mail at college) So, he has no debit card. I asked him if he had enough money (laundry is 5 bucks for a single load), and he said he had plenty.
At the airport... since they were searching in his wallet to try to find the ID, spouse saw that he had only 30 bucks! 30 bucks to last him until Christmas! He won't be able to get any more money with zero ID and zero debit card. It will take him 25 bucks to get a cab from the airport to his dorm.
He said he had 40 more dollars that he left in his room.
That kid!
Well.... poor kid 3 has entered the "I am immortal" phase in a huge way. I just hope he makes it through fully functional.
Al, you know I love your kids, but they might drive me to drink.
That's not all bad.
One time when I was questioning son's judgmental attitude he retorted, "Let's face it, Dad, I'm just YOU amplified."
Oh Lordy, a couple more years & I'm gonna be in so much trouble.
