Mexican Sendoff

Today’s the day: After all the weeks of anticipation, Dad is finally off on his Mexico vacation! Here’s the bon voyage doodle I left out on the kitchen table this morning, showing a fancy purple limo whisking him off to the airport—which it since has. (Hmm…Who ordered that, as opposed to a town car? —Charlotte?)

Meanwhile, back at the (suburban) ranch, I’m still not sure who all went along. Charlotte and Dad and some mice, for sure. Blackie? No clue. And, despite having tickets, Charlotte’s maid took a pass, as did Max and Miss Flora. So did a lot of their mice friends, apparently. (With Charlotte away, those mice can really play.)

Dad, if you’re reading this, the whole household wishes you smooth and safe travels today, and a happy landing in Puerto Vallarta. And by the way, it’s snowing here. (Thought you’d want to know.)