You're Okay, Too
Back in Berkeley, the Bravermans were getting ready in their respective homes.
"What do you mean you don't know where his retainer is?" Adam asked his wife frantically searching the living room.
Hands on her hips, Kristina replied, "What I mean is, we don't know where Max's retainer is. He can't remember where he put it."
"Our son can remember the most outlandish facts, but he can't remember where he left his retainer."
Then Haddie came into the room. "Hey, Haddie" her dad questioned, "Do you know where Max's retainer is?"
With the typical teenage attitude, Haddie shrugged her shoulders, turned on her heel, and said "No. Why would I?" In an annoyed tone before stomping back to her room.
Furrowing his brow, Adam said, "What's up with her?"
Shrugging her shoulders, Kristina didn't seem bothered. "Teenagers."
"But I don't wanna clean my room!" Jabbar protested.
"Jabbar, we're not leaving for vacation until you clean this room!" Jasmine hastily ordered while packing her things in the suitcase.
"If you clean your room, we can go to the zoo!" Crosby bribed.
"Okay! Woo hoo!" Jabbar said, running off to clean his room.
"Nice parenting, dad." Jasmine deadpanned, poking her fiancée.
"I do what I can."
"So all people come from vaginas?" Sydney looked up from her sandwich.
Joel glanced nervously at his wife. "Yeah, bug. I thought we talked about this already."
"I just wanted to confirm." Sydney said innocently, putting down her sandwich and going to her room.
Once out of earshot, Joel turned to his wife. "She's only six, Jules."
Helplessly, Julia put up her hands. "She's smart! what am I supposed to say?"
"I don't know, Julia-"
Sydney came running down the stairs hoisting her Miss California Halloween costume in the air. "Can I wear this to Aunt Sarah's play?"
Standing up, Julia patted her husband on the back. "You got this one babe."
Meanwhile Sarah Braverman was helping her daughter zip up her suitcase. Amber's arm was in a sling due to a recent car accident.
Wiggling her eyebrows, Amber asked, "So are you nervous about your play?"
Sarah brushed it off. "Me? Nervous? Nah. No big deal."
"You sure about that?"
Putting her arms across her daughter's shoulders, Sarah patted her face gently. "Hush, loin fruit."
Drew poked his head in. "Hey, mom I was just looking for-oh."
Sarah motioned for him to join her, slinging her other arm over his shoulders.
"You kids are alright." Sarah stated.
"Thanks." Drew put down his head shyly.
Amber looked up at her mom. "You're okay too."
