Holiday Joy

Hmm.

Get up.

- All right. - Ready?

- Ready to go? Let's go. - Yeah. Let do it.

Joy: Their grass really is greener.

Hey, Come on, let's go.

Let's start the day. Come on.

Woo! All right!

You still can't beat the old man.

- Well, I guess not. - All right.

Why don't you head upstairs and cool down, all right?

Don't forget to stretch, all right?

- I won't! - Okay.

Rise and shine!

Let's go, we're late!

Zack: Go away!

Wakey, wakey!

Miles: I'm sleeping!

Dad? It's morning!

Bob: Uh, okay. I need a few more minutes.

I get the first shower!

Joy: It's done now, Miles.

Miles: How can you tell?

Hey. Can you make me an omelet?

- Uh, no. - Why?

You make Dad breakfast, like, literally every morning.

Dad pays the bills.

You can have some of my bacon.

No, Miles. No meat!

It's done, Miles.

I like it extra-crisp.

Okay, now do you believe that it's done?!

Step away, the grease is hot.

You gotta be kidding me! What is wrong with you kids?!

I told him to stop cooking.

We wouldn't have this kind of problem

if the people in our family didn't eat animal flesh.

Oh, thank you, Mr. Gandhi.

Oh, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot.

Bob: Oh, I am gonna lose my mind, Joy.

- I got it. - Please.

Hey, you know what's great for breakfast?

I'll tell you what. Cereal.

Yeah, you know why?

It never catches on fire, not once.

Dad, it's batteries... I'm pretty sure it's batteries.

Thank you, thank you.

Uh, future, it's just the batteries.

Bob: Joy... Joy: I got it. Levi?

Levi! Zip it!

Thank you.

Vitamins...

Do we have donuts?

Uh, no, but you can take your vitamins.

Here. Swallow. Do I have to?!

Chew. Ahhh.

No cheating like last time, okay?

- Okay. Hey, Joy, Joy. - Yes, Dad.

I need you to take the dog out for a walk

and just make sure that he goes number 1 and number 2.

Why does it always have to be me?

- Because it's your dog. - It's the family's dog.

You picked him out.

I was like four years old.

Obviously, Mom technically picked him out.

Miles, sweetie, you do it!

- Me? - Yeah.

I wasn't even born.

He likes you best.

It's just like number 1 and number 2.

- Lucky me. - Thank you.

Both of you dress by the time I come back.

Levi! Let's go!

Thank your sister.

- Thank you, Joy! - Thank you, Joy!

Bob: Has anyone seen my keys?

What took you so long? Dad can't find his car keys!

Okay, first of all, inside voice.

Second, he came home in the wind breaker.

Go check the pockets.

We've got a car-key crisis!

I know, I know. Miles is on it.

I got you the keys!

- Ahh! Beautiful! Whoa! - Ah, good!

- Thank you. - Backpack.

- Zack! Zack! - Let's go, let's go!

No, that is not helping!

Aw. Oh, that's the attitude.

That's the winning attitude.

Let's go, let's go. Go, go, go, go.

- You. Go, go, go. - Dad!

Don't you need this?

Levi, you're in charge now.

Hey, hey.

- Thank you. - Yeah.

Zack: Oh, Dad. Bob: Shh. All right.

Here you go. Do you mind?

- Guess not. - All right.

- Did you get the car fixed? - On my to do list.

Joy: I was supposed to get the front seat today.

- I need that for work. - I know, I'm bigger than you.

Start!

All little luck.

I still don't see why you guys don't carpool with her.

Zack: The Wellmans aren't our kind of people, buddy.

What's that mean?

Joy: She's way too cool for us.

Bob: Oh come on, who's cooler than us?

Look at this.

Oh! Cool car!

All right, let's go.

Ah, man.

Can you please get a better car?

I shouldn't have got cocky.

Remember, I don't know you.

Why should you be different than the rest of the student body?

So it was really fun yesterday,

I was racing my Dad and letting him win.

- Hey. - Hey.

Ugh. How can you drink those?

I've been up all night.

Wanna know Principal Klozmier's credit score?

No, thank you. Hacking is illegal.

See, your problem is you think too much inside the box.

Okay, that is not my problem.

You see, while you are getting bad posture and eye strain,

I am activating the right brain and the unconscious mind.

Here. Take a card.

My mom already read my horoscope at breakfast.

Oh, these card? Nothing like that.

They are equally ridiculous.

The unconscious mind is calling a lot of our shots.

That's why I always get the same card?

If only...

Later.

Later.

Joy: Tom Addison.

Oh... He's so hot.

He's totally perfect.

He smells like my Grandma's hot apple cider.

Like you've been close enough to smell him?

Oh believe me, it is a scent that travels.

- Did that just happen? - Uh-huh.

- Oh, God. Okay. - Walk.

- Look what she's wearing. - What does she think...

What're you doing?

Visualizing world peace.

Just say the word and I'll set Brie's hair on fire.

Set her hair on fire.

Well, I didn't mean literally.

What did you mean?

That I have your back.

But as a concept.

Mr. Elderberry: Greetings, musicians.

How's everybody doing with the holiday tunes?

- Good. - Great.

- Ooh, not too good. - I don't really want to play.

Oh... hmm.

Okay... Joy?

- Yes? - Would you play for us?

Of course.

Ah, she wants to play with Tom Addison.

Especially if she can get her hands on his instrument.

Hair, now!

Mr. Elderberry: That's enough, Brie.

Continue.

Yes.

Splendid. Splendid!

I don't think you'll be surprised

that I want you to do the solo

for the holiday concert.

Ooh.

Um, didn't Miss Hockstatter get her turn at the Halloween assembly?

You can't solo with a triangle, Brie.

Oh, I'm not talking about myself, Mr. Elderberry.

I just think some of the other kids in the class

should get a chance.

Joy will do the solo.

Continue.

Okay...

Zack: Joy! There you are!

Hey, do you have your house key?

Uh, no. I gave mine to Miles.

Oh no! Well, it's Tuesday,

so he's at Campfire Girls.

- Cub Scouts. - Same thing.

No, it's not.

Yeah, it is. Oh, you know what this means, right?

You're going to have to go with the DD.

- The what? - The doggy door.

No. No. I am too big for that now.

- You are not too big! - Mm-mm.

Look, it doesn't matter,

you're gonna have to do it anyways.

Uh, no. I said no.

Ah, well, if this door is not open.

Ha!

Um, Dad should be home in the next three to five hours,