Good afternoon LJ family!! (Do I sound like Ty Pennington?!) Well, I got another cameo in a video and let's just say, it is some damn good acting on my part!! (haha i'm jk! I'll leave that up to the people to decide ;p) But anyways, since I love you guys to pieces and I haven't posted on here in awhile (sorry, extremely busy with school, blech. But don't fear! Christmas break started for me today!), I thought I'd put the new video up here. And from now on, if I get to be in any more I will be sure to put them up here! For your viewing pleasure whether you enjoy them or not! Get it, got it, good! Well, this one is called "Awkward" and I also did most of the filming, so win win! My house is starring in half the video and my sisters extremely soft bear so, yeah had to give credit to them so they won't sue :) Anyways, here it is!
 

Alright, today I would like to address the topic of visual aide. Is it really necessary? Does it help or hurt the point your trying to get across? In the case of my Chemistry teacher, Mr. Blakley, it ISN'T necessary and it KILLS the point he is trying to get across!!! For example, the other day he started off by telling us some "new science" that was recently discovered. So he told us about how researchers have found that there has been a 12% decline in the rate of extramarital sex in the age group of like 16-25 (somewhere around there). He went on by explaining what extramarital sex was (as if we didn't know) and told us that this also means a decline in unplanned pregnancies. Now, your thinking "This isn't that bad!" aren't you? Here comes the good part!! He then decided to make a really awkward metaphor using sex and scalpals.....yeah. And I quote "Sex is like scalpals. If it is used in the right context, it is wonderful and can save somebodies life, or in sexes case, bring new life. If it is used in the wrong context, it can kill." Hmm.....sex as the new colt .45?! Interesting! He also said that sex is the second most biological something or other and survival is first, and the sex one...I mean second one (he actually did that!) is sex. And the most horrific thing that any teenager can ever hear coming out of a fifty, sixty something year old mans mouth is exactly what I am going to say next.....he said "From my personal experience, sex is a wonderful, healthy, sacred, passionate, thing and it's one of the most loving things you can ever do. It is meant to make new life and my wife and I did just that.".......................................................GROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSS!!!!!!!!!!!!! Ok, I know that it sounds like I'm just being immature, but come ON now!! This is not physical chemistry, it's the complete OPPOSITE of that! Anatomy is in the other room and I don't think their class is even half as awkward as mine!!! So yeah, we wasted a whole hour of Chemistry talking about sex. Now if you were to meet Mr. Blakley, you would think he is nice, which he is, but he's just VERY odd. He tells us all the time that he thinks of us as his own children....which is sweet, but, let's leave the sex talk to our real parents.

But anyways, enough about visually aided sex, if you died in the last week you might not know that The Office Season 4 comes out September 2nd and I have already pre-ordered mine!!! I got that gift thing from Best Buy where you get the Fun Run t-shirt, water bottle, wristband, and the DVD. It will be delivered to my doorstep on September 4th. Ahh....I cannot WAIT!!!!! Sara has agreed to watch it all before I receive it and tell me all about it! lmdo So I get like a pre-show and then I get to watch it all myself!

Well, that's pretty much all the news I have for you right now....oh, McCain picked Gov. Palin for his VP in case you didn't know that either!!! But I'm pretty sure you do...sooo...I must leave you now. Good day, young fellow!

Love,
Jordan

P.S. One last thing about Mr. Blakley. There are two different kinds of flasks in Chemistry. One is the Erlenmeyer flask Which he describes as the masculine flask. He says if you turn it upside down, it looks kind of like a mans body build. Broad shoulders and it gets narrower at the hips. So this one, is nicknamed "Earl".

The other, is the Florence flask  This one, he picks up and starts rubbing the round bottom part with his hands while saying, "This is my favorite one!" This is the flask he describes as the feminine one. And it's feminine AND his favorite because "it has wonderful curves like a woman".......and he is still rubbing the flask. Thank you Mr. Blakley.

Well, looky where we are! It's my Senior year! Does that mean I get the Senior discount at restaurants now?? lol That would be soo awesome. But anyways, I just thought'd I'd let you know what my schedule is! (If anyone wanted to know lol) So here's my class schedule for 2008-2009

1st Hour - Athletics.....Mrs. Chase

2nd Hour Band............Ms. Lohmann

3rd Hour Chem I..........Mr. Blakely

4th Hour English.........Mrs. Strickland

5th Hour Trig/Calc......Mr. Sunderland

6th Hour Teachers Aide...Mrs. Grant

7th Hour U.S. History..Mr. Schneider

I'm actually EXTREMELY excited to go back to school cuz I have a feeling this year will be a lot of fun! (If not, at least an experience lol) But anyways, I gotta go eat my "Last Day of Summer" meal! First day of my Senior year tomorrow!  

Hope I get edumacated!!!

Jordan

Ok, so my California/Las Vegas vacation didn't quite pan out because my cousins are all going to be in Houston for Shelbie's soccer all-star college scouts thing. Not quite sure what that is, but it's something to do with a college career and I guess that's important! Although nothing should be more important than me, but whateva!! Just kidding. So, we have decided to go with our plan "B" vacation....and I just realized it literally starts with a B! Wow! Branson, MO. That place has been there for me since I was four years old and I think I've pretty much gone every year since then. Kinda sad, huh? But I can't help it because it's my favoritest place in this whole wide world! Granted, I now have pretty much a zero chance of bumping into Melora there, as Sara so LOVINGLY pointed out!!! (I still love you though! lmDo) But that's ok. Because now I can go to Silver Dollar City, ride the rides like 40 billion times, stuff my face with the greatest food, and enjoy that heart warming southern hospitality. Just a show of hands, has anyone else been to Branson/Silver Dollar City?? If not, I really do suggest you go. If your like me you'll love it, if not....well, I tried k? Other than that there's not much else goin on here in Oklahoma. OH! But there are only 10 days left until Jordanpalooza!! (A.K.A. My 17th birthday hehe) I think that wraps it up for this installment! I am now hanging up the phone.....*click*

Ok, I'm really starting to get tired of taking this college government class, but once it's done I will jump for frickin joy!!!! I have a test tomorrow that I haven't studied for (shocker) and hours upon hours of notes to take. Yay (Hope you could feel the sarcasm in that statement). 

In other news, the countdown to Jordanpalooza is going strong!! (Jordanpalooza is my birthday, which I celebrate for like a week lol) Today is the 16th so there is officially 15 days until my 17th birthday!!! YAY!!! (No sarcasm present) I can FINALLY give blood!! I don't know why, but I am so pumped to give blood! (No pun intended) I've volunteered for the Blood Institute since I was like 11 but I've always been ready to give when I could. Plus I'll get free food, free t-shirt, AND a free drawstring backpack!!! Who wouldn't give for that?! lol I don't think I'm gonna have a birthday party because I'm goin to California/Las Vegas from August 1st-10th and I kinda want that to be my birthday. Cuz then I'll get more stuff from those places, which is cool cuz we don't have all the cool stuff they do in Oklahoma. In fact, all we have in Oklahoma is wheat....and cows...and a crappy excuse for a mall. Oh and me but that's beside the point. lol You know what would be the awesomest birthday present ever??!! If I ran into Melora in California!!! I would probably pee my pants and then she'd say "Your water just broke!" and I'd say "My water did what?" lol Just kidding. That was a reference to mylil_grs_world and her awesome fic on michaellovesjan. But I would go into total starstruck mode and start saying really stupid stuff like "I like Kraft cheese!" and then she'd think I was crazy and run away....and leave me there alone in a puddle of my own piss. But anyways, enough of my wishes. I'm gonna go try to cram in a lil late night studyin. Keep it not so real my cronies.

Jo-Mo

“Table for two-“

“Ahem,” Michael clears his throat to alert Jan of her mistake.

Jan shakes her head at her simple mishap. “I mean table for three, please.”

The hostess nods her head, “Right this way.” They are lead to a booth, with Jan and Michael on one side and Jennifer on the other. They begin thumbing through the menus when Michael finally speaks up, “You know Jennifer, this is where Jan and I first kissed.” Jan can’t help but smile at this statement and she remembers it as if it were yesterday. “She was a little tipsy, but nonetheless, it was a kiss.” And beautiful moment of remembrance is over. Jan immediately goes into defense mode, “I was NOT tipsy. Yes, I had a few drinks, but I mainly used that as an excuse for--.” Jan sighs and finally grows tired of explaining herself. She decides to change the subject, “So what are you gonna have, Jennifer?”

Jennifer shakes herself out of her daze, “Um, I was thinking chicken strips with honey mustard.”

“Honey Mustard! Oh man, that’s like my favorite condiment besides ketchup!! Honey is sweet and innocent, kinda like an angel in your mouth, that’s what she said, and mustard is tangy but devilishly delicious. They’re both good separately, but when you put them together it’s awesome!! Who knew you could blend complete opposites, such as honey and mustard, in perfect matrimony? ” Jan stops reading the menu. It’s taken her months, but with that simple statement she finally realizes that’s them. They are the honey and mustard. Well, not technically, but metaphorically their relationship is honey mustard. Leave it to Michael to create a beautiful metaphor out of condiments and not even realize it, she thinks to herself. He’s the honey and I, unfortunately, am the mustard. And together we are perfect…

Never in a million years would she have seen herself deeply contemplating her relationship in Chili’s, but she is. She also never thought she’d have a family, but she does. Chili’s is great. “Jan, what do you want?” She now realizes that the waitress is standing next to her with pad in hand, looking slightly annoyed. “Uhh, I’ll just have the Chicken Caesar Salad, please.” They all hand over their menus and the waitress walks off. “So Jan, Michael, what do you guys do for a living?”, Jennifer says, trying to make conversation. Michael looks excited to answer this one, but Jan is slightly annoyed. “Well, Jennifer, have you ever used paper?” Jennifer can’t help but laugh at this one, “Yes Michael, contrary to popular belief, I have.” Michael’s smile begins to widen, “Then you’ll love this! I work for company called Dunder Mifflin and we sell paper! Isn’t that cool?!” Jennifer and Jan both begin to laugh uncontrollably, but for different reasons. Jennifer is laughing because that statement was funny. Jan is laughing because she despises Dunder Mifflin, and in no way, finds selling paper cool. Michael doesn’t find it funny and quickly turns to Jan, “Oh you think my work is funny, Jan? Why don’t you just go ahead and tell her what you do, babe!” Jan glares at Michael. “What do you do, Jan?” Jan rolls her eyes and directs her attention towards Jennifer, “I make candles, but that isn’t really going great, so technically I’m unemployed.” Michael kisses her head, “I still love ya, babe.” Jan smiles slightly and turns to kiss him back. “You guys are too cute together!” They look over to see Jennifer grinning from ear to ear. Michael leans into Jan’s ear and begins to whisper, “I told you Chili’s was great.” Who knew he could read minds?

“Ok, Hercules or Toy Story?”                                                             

“Michael, where did you even get these movies?”

“I bought them. Every family should have Disney movies and I decided we should too.” He’s standing in the middle of the living room with a movie in each hand, while Jennifer and Jan are on the couch. Jennifer is deeply contemplating the decision, “Hmm, that’s a toughie, but I’m gonna have to go with Hercules.”

Michael raises the movie up in the air, “Hero to Zero! Hercules is the winner!” Michael pops it into the VCR and within two hours, they are helping walk a half-asleep Jennifer to her room. THUNK! “Michael, what was that?!”

He winces in pain, “I severely stubbed my effin toe!” Jan sighs, “Well, I’ll make it better. Let’s just get her in her bead safely. Then we’ll worry about your toe.” Jan pulls the covers back and Jennifer lays down. They both pull the covers up to tuck her in and kiss her on the forehead. Michael puts his arm around Jan, “They look so angelic when they’re sleeping.” She smiles, “Yeah they do.” He smiles and shakes his head, “I can’t believe it, but we did it Jan.”

“We haven’t done it yet,” she winks and heads towards the living room. Michael smiles and runs after her. Within moments, they’re in the middle of a heated make-out session on the couch. There is one thing, though, that Jan can’t seem to get off her mind. Jan pulls away just enough to speak while Michael continues to kiss her neck, “Michael? Do you realize that you and I are like honey and mustard?” Michael sits up and looks at Jan, “You like honey mustard? Umm, okay Jan. Do you want me to go get some and you can lick it off me?” Jan’s face is one of confusion and astonishment, “No Michael!”

“Are you sure? We’ve got Grey Poupon,” he waggles his eyebrows. “Michael, no! Well….maybe, but that’s not what I was talking about. I was saying that our relationship is like honey mustard. Remember what you were saying earlier?” He nods, “Yeah.”

“Well, when you said that I thought of us.” Jan takes Michael’s hands in hers, “Michael, when we’re together, it’s perfect. We’re perfect. Technically, no, our relationship is not perfect, but we’re perfect in the sense that we belong together.”

“I’m the honey, right?”

“Michael,” Jan playfully nudges his shoulder. “I’m kidding. Your right though, Jan. I’m just glad you finally realized this on your own. I love you Jan.” She smiles, “I love you too, Michael.”

“Now about the honey mustard…”

“Oh just go get it Michael!” Michael leaps up off the couch and heads toward the kitchen, “Yes! Now I can cross this off my fantasy list!” Jan gives him an awkward look, but decides to just laugh it off, as she has to most things when it comes to Michael.

Title: Foster Care
Author: michaelnjan4eva
Pairing/Character: Michael/Jan
Rating: Let's say PG-13 at the worst
Summary: Michael and Jan decide to become foster parents.
Spoilers: I'm pretty sure there is none but just to be safe, maybe lol. 
Disclaimer: I do not own the Office or the characters - that belongs to NBC and Greg Daniels.

This is the next installment and it's all thanks to Sara (michaeljanlover) that I got this one out so soon!! lol Thanks sooooo much Sara! We got through it without any ramen noodles!! lmao But anyways, Jennifer finally shows up in this one so it's Michael + Jan + a teenager = crazy!!!! lol Enjoy!!

“It’s very…uh, pink.”

“Do you like pink? If you don’t we can change it,” Jan blurts out impatiently.

“No, no! I love it! Really, it’s great,” Jennifer replies with a convincing smile. Michael sighs heavily, “Phew! Thank God! I don’t think I could spend another day sniffing paint fumes. Oddly enough, it reminds me of Dwight. He says it’s beets, but I dunno. I won’t make you meet him.”

Jan grimaces painfully at Michael’s first impression. His life really is an open book and this poor girl has to hear the story. What she doesn’t know is that there’s PLENTY more where that came from!

“Alright. If it’s alright, I’m going to unpack some stuff and change…”, Jennifer glances at them for their cue  to leave.

Jan snaps out of her embarrassment, “Okay! We’ll just be in the kitchen if you need anything!”

They shuffle awkwardly out of the room and Michael shuts the door behind them. They stride silently down the hallway, across the living room, and into the kitchen when Jan finally speaks up. “So what do you want for lunch, babe?”  Michael plops down at the kitchen table and rests his chin on his hand, “Anything sounds fine really. Maybe we could ask Jennifer when she gets out?” Jan closes the fridge and sits down in the chair across from him.  “Ok.”

“I like her. I really think this is going to work.” Michael smiles and reaches across to caress Jan’s hand.

Jan looks down to realize Michael just happened to grab her left hand. She breathes out slowly, bracing herself for what might be happening. Is this real or am I dreaming again? Ok, calm down Jan. He hasn’t pulled out a ring yet….but what if he does?! I think I might pee my pants!! No, no that would be awfully disgusting! He doesn’t know how long I have waited for this moment. I know I act like I’m unsure about our relationship, but the only thing I’m truly unsure about is when he’s gonna grow a pair and propose!! While Jan is consumed with her thoughts, Michael’s phone vibrates in his pocket and he reaches for it. Oh God, here it goes!! Jan begins to smile uncontrollably and Michael shoots her a quizzical glance as he pulls his phone out and puts it to his ear, “Hello?” Jan rolls her eyes and pulls her hand out from under Michael’s. She folds her arms and leans back in her chair, all the while thinking to herself, Wow Jan, you’re a real dipshit. I can’t believe you thought he was going to propose to you right here and now, at this very moment in time! You can be so damn naïve sometimes…

Michael covers his phone with one hand and looks at Jan, “I’m sorry babe; it’s just Dwight being stupid. This should only take a second.”  He pushes his chair back and walks into the living room, “No Dwight, I am not going to fire Andy just because he stole your girlfriend! BFD, you’re the one who killed her cat!! Goodbye, Dwight.” He shuts his phone and skips back to his spot at the table, “Now I’m all yours m’lady!” Jan sighs and decides there is something she needs to get off her chest…besides her fake boobs. “Michael, there’s something I need to talk to you about.” Michael leans in closer to let her know she has his full attention. “You see, lately I’ve been having these dreams,” she shifts awkwardly in her seat as her stomach begins to churn, “and they all involve you…um, you um…”
“Jan, you can say it if it’s what I think it is. Jennifer is in her room and she can’t hear a thing,” Michael cocks one eyebrow and flashes a mischievous smile. Ok, Jan, I think your chest can wait. She musters a convincing sexy smile, “How did you know?”

“I read your pauses.” The confused look on Jan’s face urges Michael to further explain the matter, “Well, Stanley told me that women say more in their pauses than they do in their words. So I read your pauses.” Jan isn’t quite sure how to reply to that last statement, so luckily, Jennifer finally emerges from her room in shorts and a hoodie. “Jennifer! We were just wondering if you might be hungry.”

“Yes! I’m starving actually! Oh, and I found this in my room,” Jennifer pulls the pink pacifier out of her hoodie pocket and sets it on the table, “and I didn’t know if it was supposed to be in there or what.”

Jan shakes her head at Michael as he begins to burst out in a fit of giggles, “Michael, I thought I took that out of there?”

“Well yeah, but, she is kinda like our baby! Technically no, she’s not a baby, but to me she is…in a metaphorical way. “Before Jan can stop him, he turns to Jennifer, “Do you think when we go in the car, that maybe you could like ride in a car seat. It’s just that I’ve always loved the thought of buckling my kid in their car seat before we head out on the road. I could give you some dry cereal as a snack too!”

“Uhhh…” Jennifer glances at Jan for help but Jan’s face is buried in her hands, “Michael, that’s very…”

“Oh no, you can call me dad,” Michael replies expectantly. Finally, Jan can’t take this any longer, “Michael! Stop, okay? Just stop! She is sixteen, a car seat is beyond unnecessary, and she does not have to call you dad! That is her decision and it is way too early to even be suggesting that at this point!” As they silently glare at each other from across the table, Jennifer can feel the tension in the air and decides to do her best to ease it. “How about we go out for lunch?” Mission accomplished. “That sounds fine to me,” Jan replies and folds her arms. “Fine,” Michael replies childishly. “Oookay. How about Chili’s?”

“Chili’s is great.” Michael replies sarcastically, even though he truly does love Chili’s. “As long as they have vodka, I’m fine by it.” Jan really has given up on impressing Jennifer and just wants to relieve a little stress.  Michael, on the other hand, doesn’t quite see it that way. “You’re gonna drink?”

“Uh, yes. I am allowed to socially drink every now and then,” she states matter-of-factly. “I just thought that might be on the list of things you know…” he scratches his nose while secretly pointing at Jennifer, hoping this might cheer Jan up a bit. She doesn’t even crack a smile. “Nope, it wasn’t. Are we ready to go?” Jan gets up and heads for the door with Michael right on her heels. Jennifer jumps up realizing she might get left behind if she doesn’t follow. “I’ll drive,” Jan commands. “Shotgun!” Michael begins to sprint for the car as Jan rolls her eyes. She knows this fight is pretty stupid, but she is not about to give him the benefit of winning. Damn Michael. I can be so mad at him, yet so madly in love with him at the same time. They all pile into the car and head out of the driveway towards Chili’s. “Jan, can we get an awesome blossom?” Jan rolls her eyes and slightly smiles. Unbelievable, she thinks to herself. She glances in the rearview mirror at Jennifer and realizes by her smile, that maybe this wasn’t a bad start after all.


The End!!! Until Chapter 5!!!

Title: Foster Care
Author: michaelnjan4eva
Pairing/Character: Michael/Jan
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Michael and Jan decide to become foster parents.
Spoilers: No spoilers in this one. This is all just kinda my own whimsical idea so far lol.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Office or the characters - that belongs to NBC and Greg Daniels.



Michael is getting up out of his chair and slowly moving towards her. This is something straight out of a movie scene: The loose curls of her hair blowing in the slight breeze as he smiles and eases down onto one knee. She feels as if she might throw up when she sees his hand disappear into his jacket pocket. The tiny box, marked Tiffany’s on top, that is produced is what makes her break down crying even before he has the chance to speak. He opens the box and pulls out the ring. He holds it up in his hand for what seems like an eternity, when he finally asks the obvious question. “Jan, will you marry me?” She nods her head vigorously, unable to speak through the tears that are now rushing down her cheeks. He slips the ring on her finger and embraces her in the biggest hug she’s ever felt. Just when she thinks there couldn’t be a more perfect moment he begins-singing?! “I love you, you love me. We’re a happy family. With a great  big hug and a kiss from me to you, won’t you say you love me too?” Barney?! Where the hell did Barney come from?! And what is that annoying beeping sound??!!

Jan’s eyes snap open and she breathes deeply through her nostrils as she finally wakes from her slumber. Michael is asleep and not singing Barney, the alarm and the beeping sound oddly alike, one last thing…Nope! No ring on her left finger. Dreams have messed with her already complicated mind yet again. “Oh my god! She’s coming today!!” Reality has finally set in and she remembers the arrival of her new responsibility. “I have to get ready! I should probably fix some snacks, appetizers, or something along that line. What am I gonna wear?”, she spontaneously spouts off as she heads toward the bathroom. “I look like shit!! What the hell am I going to do with my hair?! She’s going to think I am some crazy woman that doesn’t even care what the hell she looks like!!” At this little rampage, Michael wakes up from his innocent slumber with drool still sliding out of the corner of his mouth. Once his confusion passes, Michael rolls his eyes, finally realizing exactly what Jan is stressing over. “Uh, Jan, have you looked in the mirror lately?” Jan leaned around the doorway and glared at Michael. Right away Michael knew what he’d done wrong but it was too late. “What the fuck do you think I was talking about Michael?! Were you even listening to a word I was saying?!” Michael raises his finger and points at Jan. “Watch your mouth. If I have to deal with less sex, you have to be more careful with what you say. And that’s not what I meant. You always look amazing Jan, so you have absolutely nothing to worry about. She’ll think you’re the hottest mom ever.”

She gives Michael a slightly disgusted look, “That’s a bit disturbing, Michael.”

Michael throws off his covers and walks towards Jan. Once he reaches his destination, he runs his fingers through her hair and kisses her softly. He meant it, but it was also aimed at shutting her up. It worked.

Two hours later, Michael is sitting on the couch with his legs crossed while Jan is nervously pacing in front of the door. He has never seen her so uneasy. It’s kinda cute actually. He knows how bad she wants this to work, and it makes him love her even more. She might’ve been worried about her appearance earlier, but right now she couldn’t look more beautiful.

Ding Dong.

Jan stops immediately in her tracks, flashes Michael a half smile, and moves slowly towards the door.

“Hi, come on in! We’ve been waiting for you!” Jennifer smiles awkwardly and replies with a meek hello. Wow, Jan. Is that all you can think of?! Now she’s thinking you’re so desperate that you’ve spent all day just waiting for her. Technically you have, but she doesn’t need to know. This is probably your last chance at a family and you cannot screw this up!

Michael notes the awkward silence and immediately jumps up from his position on the couch to play superman to this situation. “Hey Jennifer! You can come on in and we’ll get you all unpacked. Jan made some little pigs in a blanket if you’ve got the munchies. Uh, not that you would have the munchies, like you smoke pot or anything…” Jennifer cocks one eyebrow eerily similar to Jan and shuffles slowly into the house. Smooth Michael, smooth.  “We’re sorry Jennifer if we’re acting strange. We’re just extremely nervous believe it or not!” For the first time since the door of the apartment was opened, Jennifer speaks. “It’s totally cool! I’ve done this before so it’s normal,” she smiles, “Just relax and don’t worry about trying to impress me. I understand what you’re going through. Being a new parent, well, it’s harder than you think!”

Michael smiles and mumbles, “That’s what she said,” hoping no one will notice.  “Michael!” Jan whispers. Jennifer giggles, “What did he say?” “Oh, it’s just this joke that he never fails to use, it’s-it’s-well it’s inappropriate and…”

“Freaking hilarious! Almost as funny as my Chris Rock impersonation. You wanna hear it?!”

“No! Michael, no. She doesn’t need to hear that.” Jan flashes a small “stop right now!” glare at him. “I’m more of a Robin Williams fan myself.”

Before she has time to retaliate, Michael wraps Jennifer up in a hug.  

“Michael, be careful! Stop scaring her! Please put her down babe.”

Michael finally lets go at Jan’s urging and smiles happily at the teenager. “You are awesome. Now how about we get the rest of your bags into your room?”

“Sounds great,” Jennifer runs back outside while Jan and Michael stay behind momentarily.

“That was certainly an…interesting start for the beginning of my parenting career,” Jan turns towards Michael.

“Here’s to parenting,” Michael picks up a pig in a blanket and pops it into his mouth, and they head out the door to join Jennifer.