So here's the story: our daughter Amy called us in PR and said, "Miguel and I didn't get a honeymoon. We have a friend who has a house in Tortola we can use. Will you watch the kids?"
Watch the kids in Tortola? Hell yes! You'll never even know we're there!
No, not in Tortola.
So you're bringing them to PR. We'll meet you in San Juan, pick 'em up and take them back to Ola Lola's :Puerto Rican Summer Camp.
No. New house, new town, first week of school. You're watching them here.
So Amy and Miguel are in Tortola; we're in Cleveland.
Oh, well! It's a more than a week with the grans!
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