For vacation this year, I took my entire "family" to Boston.
My father was kind enough to drop us all off at the airport where we all boarded the plane without incident. Everyone got as much of whatever drink they wanted, and everyone got to sit where they wanted. We even made the connection just in the nick of time.
Everyone's stuff fit into the rental car. Nobody complained that we had to wait when we got there for a car. Although disappointed to discover that WalMarts in MA close at 9PM, everybody was ok with the fact that we had Wendy's for dinner instead. Everyone liked the hotel room.
Is a family of one really a family? It's all I have, and I love every member of my family as I love myself.
My father was kind enough to drop us all off at the airport where we all boarded the plane without incident. Everyone got as much of whatever drink they wanted, and everyone got to sit where they wanted. We even made the connection just in the nick of time.
Everyone's stuff fit into the rental car. Nobody complained that we had to wait when we got there for a car. Although disappointed to discover that WalMarts in MA close at 9PM, everybody was ok with the fact that we had Wendy's for dinner instead. Everyone liked the hotel room.
Is a family of one really a family? It's all I have, and I love every member of my family as I love myself.
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