Army of Kids

I have never seen the airport terminal that serves Florida destinations this busy. And I travel every year at this time. It’s absolute insanity here. Everybody is in masks except for us, and nobody is saying anything.

I brought the kids to buy jelly beans, and the Muslim woman at the cash register started praising me effusively for having so many kids. I’m hoping she didn’t think my sister, who dresses very young, is one of my army of kids, too.

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