Emotionally Compromised ...

We've waited a week to see Jet (singing bro) return from his first solo trip ... and we will wait yet another 12 hours ~as we returned empty-seated (sans brother) from the airport.

Here's our journey to enlightenment.  Earlier tonight I check flight info grab son #2 (aka lonely brother) taking along homemade cookies ...joyfully we began our journey to retrieve the singing bro.

We are spotted at the airport by one of the students and promptly reported to the Director, who apologizes quickly for my unnecessary trip looks around nervously while physically shielding me -- repeating "parents are not to interact with the kids until tomorrow when the concerts are over!!!"

We learned the scoop:   Students stay one more night at a hotel in Portland the last night of the trip (tonight) and parents are not permitted "access" until after the final concerts on Sunday.   Auugh, being a "newbie's" Mom, I was unaware of this small YET IMPORTANT factoid.

So, with empty seat, sad heart and the lonely brother, I began the drive home.  We discuss "what now?" Decide we will be fine with seeing him tomorrow -- agree to review the manual for hints that we should have known about this important factoid.

After a few miles, breaking the silence is a heavy sigh and Scout says, "I'm emotionally compromised..."

Well, that pretty much covers it for me too!  

So we stopped to get a DQ Blizzard ~ it didn't help much, but it didn't hurt either!

 Ok... so we tried staying sad but just got silly!!

Until tomorrow then...

we remain, emotionally compromised.