
"Did you hear the McCalisters are going to France for Christmas?"
"Does this thing get good gas mileage?"
"Gee I dunno kid, hit tha road!"
In my humble opinion, it's the shuttle-obsessed neighbor across the street's fault that Kev gets left in the dust. The McCalister family is already in a tizzy when the shuttles pull up, the power has gone out, and the Christmas spirit is on the verge of doom. Let's let bygones be bygones and realize this morning, though frantic, is in fact a new day. Yes, Buzz was a jerk, Frank was a cooljerk (ahead of myself here), and Kevin is sentenced to seclusion on the 4th floor, but things always look brighter in the morning, right?
Had neighbor joe not been so nosey, meddling through the suitcases, asking 20 questions, posing as a passenger, Heather a) would not have counted him and 2) Buzz's antics wouldn't have mattered. Where were his parents? It's 7am on Christmas Break, I'm sure THEIR power was out as well, and their 8 year old kid is free to roam about Chicago?
I blame you, neighbor kid, for Heather's assumption "Eleven, including me. Five boys, six girls, four parents, two drivers, and a partridge in a pear tree."

"See ya guys... make sure ya bring me back somethin french...."
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