We miss her already.
Dropped her at the airport this morning and it was touch and go whether it would be a happy or weepy parting. Happy, as it turns out, because even though we miss her, it's a great adventure for her.
Turned out to be a slightly greater adventure than we expected. After leaving the airport I dropped Tori off at school, rushed home to get Max moving and ready to go to school. Right before I put him in the car, I got a text message from Millie. Here's the string of messages back and forth over the course of 10 minutes.
Millie – We are being evacuated from the airport. I don't now why.
Me – Holy shit! Should I come over?
Millie – Lime green firetrucks just rolled up. Hoping it's just a defective alarm so I'm not late.
Me – Hope so too. Keep me posted.
Millie – No, it's fine. Someone just told us they were gonna board us from outside.
Me – Well, that's good. But jeez.
Millie – Shawn (her boyfriend) asked his dad (who works at TSA) and he said that a door was opened that wasn't supposed to be.
Turns out it wasn't just a door open – an emergency exit was was ajar and they couldn't find it! So just to be on the safe side, they pulled out all the stops. But it all turned out OK. The door was found, the alarm silenced, the pane loaded and everyone was off. If that's the biggest glitch, what a great trip she'll have.
But it's typical Millie. Can't even board a plane for school without excitement and drama. Looks like she picked the best possible career.
