We didn’t think he was getting back from New York until after the girls were gone. I texted him to make sure, and indeed we were wrong. He got back during the day, and said he’d meet us all for dinner and then take them downtown to see the bats and bring them back here after all was done.
Which he did. And they did. But then he was tired. And then they were tired. He wanted to crash. And they wanted to do laundry. So he announced that he was going home to sleep, and they all began to hug goodbye.
“Will you pose for a picture?” I asked.
They did, as you can see.
