Well, after 3 ½ HOURS in line…
Let me say that again because I don’t think you got the full effect that I intended…
THREE AND ONE HALF HOURS!
IN LINE!
AT THE AIRPORT!
3 1/2 hours in line at an airport counter is a long time. However, standing in that line with an unashamedly affectionate 17 year old wrestler whose primary love language is physical touch changes it from a test of patience to a test of endurance!
“Dude, leave me alone!”
“Go sit down!”
“I just hugged you!”
“Lord, how long?”
Long story short, my son has a new flight to KC…ON TUESDAY! School resumes on Monday.
He’s happy because his big spring break in California just got extended by 4 days. People in line behind us clapped when he ‘high-fived’ the girl at the counter. He has been such a trooper helping me and has had such a great attitude that I think he deserves it!
