I misspoke.

Yesterday I suggested that having to censor myself from my enthusiasm over my four-legged neighbors was the “worst” thing about having a kid home from college.

Nope, the worst thing was having to drive them to the Roanoke-Blacksburg Regional Airport and send them back. We did the trip early Sunday morning with one, then later in the day with the other.

One thing that mitigated the sadness was seeing the host of parent-college kid groups doing the same thing (even in Roanoke!). Of course, the other thing is knowing they’ll be back in just a couple of weeks.