All the kids are in nine million different after school activities, and as per our lot in life, Laura and I get to drive them all over God’s creation at all hours of the day. Recently, Olaia, auditioned for a local production of the opera La Boheme. Awesome, she made it. It’s an honor, and our talented little singing girl is excited beyond measure. But – the rehearsals are murder. Tonight for example, she has a rehearsal from 6:30pm to 10pm.
“Olaia, do you know we’ve made 4 round trips to Santurce today? Twice for Jaimito and now twice for you,” I complained.
“Daddy, you and mommy are like Miracle Max and his wife – making miracles.”
I laughed, ’cause that little girl knows how to tickle my funny bone. She knows I’m weak for Princess Bride quotes and uses that knowledge to her advantage.
“Hello,” she said next, “my name is Inigo Montoya, you killed my father, prepare to die.”
“That’s funny, Olaia.” And I launched verbatim into the battle of wits and other snippets. Suddenly I forgot that two hours of my day had been spent as a bus driver. I was just hanging with my wise and funny little girl. I am one lucky daddy!