Grandma has always said that the plane-itis instilled in most of our family is in the genes. Today I can't help but agree with her. All seven kids were out in the driveway with chalk playing hopscotch. At least to the common observer it appeared as though they were playing hopscotch. They were all screaming at the top of their lungs that they were playing OSH KOSH. Yup, Osh Kosh. So Papa Mike, don't think you will ever do anything that won't impact your grandchildren's daily lives! Even your annual pilgrimage to mecca has become a new game.
The kids have also decided what they want to be when they grow up. Brandon wants to be a jet pilot. (surprise, surprise he's been bitten by the plane bug) Katie wants to be a jet pilot. Most likely because Brandon wants to. I don't think she realizes there would be a plane ride involved in that career choice. Then we have Lainey. Lainey wants to be Dora. Yup, Dora. Wonder who will be the best paid?