The Bird Show.

So yesterday at this time, I was on the cusp of the biggest parenting fail,

potentially, that I have ever had in my life.

Look, logistically, I'm not very good.

I just don't handle logistics very well.

What I did remember is that I paid for my kids' trip with his class.

He goes to a private Catholic school.

And each year, I believe the seniors go to Rome for their senior trip.

This is supposed to be a really special year.

It's the Jubilee year.

We've got a new pope when I bought the the tickets or I should say the the trip um

Pope Francis was still alive so it was just going to be good slash bad timing that he was

going to be in Rome or the Vatican when they appointed a new Pope that would have been amazing

historical he would have seen history in the

making. Unbelievable, right? So it turns out like the Cardinals were all on Adderall or whatever and got

that thing done pretty quick. So he's going to miss that. But during the show yesterday at this time,

I was very distracted as I told you that I got a text for my son that said,

hey, did we, did we ever buy my ticket to Rome?

Were you like, what part are we paid for it?

Right. Anyway, it's like my plane ticket. And I'm like, I think I just assumed it was part of the package. So I'm scrambling at this point and

I'm going through my email. And as I told you yesterday, I got women behind the scenes that

prop me up logistically. So I didn't know if they had paid for it. If they knew it, nobody knew

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