Dropping Mom off at the airport was every bit the disaster I expected.  It was double trouble... full waterworks from both of them.  She's a pretty big deal to the kids and the same level of excitement when she arrives...

Scott to me, "I don't know what it is, but my feet hurt.  The salt in the pool is stinging for some reason."  Me, "Oh, I know what it is!  You're cutting your feet on the tiles."  Him, "Come again?" ...

"Hey, got a minute?"  Scott to me.  I was lazily getting ready to take the kids to Pink Camp with Grandmom.  No rush.  No hurry.  No worries.  "Yup, what's up?"  Scott, "Um... there's fuel dripping out of the Chief onto...