When we got to Wichita, Kansas, on Friday night, Elder Son called to check on us.
ES: Mom, where are y'all?
Janie: Wichita, Kansas.
ES: Picked up the pups yet?
Janie: No, we're meeting Montica in the morning.
ES: Don't click your heels together, or you'll be home without your puppies.
God help me. I raised such a smart-ass.