My boy on his way to Disney

I just got a call from my son Jamie. His best friend’s family had invited him to go on vacation with them to Disney World and they had just finished the first leg of the flight, landing in Dallas. I told him that he was going the wrong way (Little Rock to Dallas = away from Orlando) and he laughed. This was the first time he had flown, so I asked him how his flight was and he said, in typical 15-year-old understatement, “Uh … well … izzokay.” Then he told me that he just wanted to say g’bye before he crashed in a burning explosion over the Gulf of Mexico. I love my son, he has such a wit about him. I wonder where he gets that?