Worse than expected...

Dear Nicky,

Today was worse than I could have imagined regarding Papou's and Yiayia's arrival. They didn't tell me the bus line, number, gate, or arrival time. I was just supposed to magically discern what time they would get to the bus station, so I figured around noon or one, so once I picked you guys up from daycare, off we went into the city. You tried to sleep, but Junie basically cried the whole way in, because she was tired and couldn't go to sleep. So the traffic in the city was bad. I must've circled Port Authority ten times looking for my parents, but they were nowhere to be seen, so I parked and took you guys on patrol. We looked everywhere but there was no sign, so after a couple hours I decided you guys had had enough. I figured my dad would take a cab just to spite me, and that they would end up getting to our house before us. I kept checking my cell phone and the home machine, but no message. Finally, we got home. You guys were asleep and I carried you up and put you in your cribs and then saw there was a message. It was my father. Yiayia fell down getting off the bus and had to go to the emergency room. I called Mom at work and she went and stayed with them while they were in the hospital and brought them home after. Yiayia wasn't badly hurt, but she has no tolerance for pain, so any pain to her is unbearable. Thanks to Mom's heroic efforts, they all made it here. Papou's mad at me because I told him if he'd listened to me, this wouldn't have happened. And it's true. I'm very mad myself about it. So here they are, they didn't even get to see you guys, because you poor kids were wiped out with tiredness and hunger and went to bed early. Frankly, they're a lot of trouble, and that's a fact.

Love,
Dad