The McKenzie’s

Rob was in Las Vegas on a Saturday morning. It was 8:55, and I was rushing to nurse the baby (try that sometime), so I could drive McKenzie (and Mia) to gymnastics before 9:00. I picked them up at 10:15 and then dropped them off at dress rehearsal (in Taylorsville—25 minutes away) beginning at 11:00. I picked them up at 2:00, and McKenzie says, “By-the-way, I’ve got a soccer game [at the Olympic Oval—20 minutes away] at 3:00, so take me home first, so I can change.” (Remember the nursing baby and four other kids I’m solely responsible for today?) On Sunday, she told me, “I have a basketball game at 5:30 tomorrow.” I said, “You work from 4:30 to 6:15.” No problem. “You can just take me to work, then pick me up in time for the game, then take me back after the game and then pick me up from work before dinner.” I’m thinking of changing our last name to McKenzie. We’ll have Rob McKenzie, Lorenne McKenzie, McKenzie McKenzie, Mia McKenzie . . . . It works.