Duration: 1m2s

Oh, my God! I know. Not even food courts are safe Oh, and Bob, that's my ex-husband. Finally came out of the closet. Not a shock. Let's just say that, in bed, his favorite view was the back of my head. My oldest, Charlie, is still into the drugs and psychedelic music. Drugs I get. But, come on, Gary Garcia's dead! Get over it. Gary? Don't do drugs, Declan. Duncan. Oh, and Susanna. You saw her. She's a walking mood. She's going through an "I hate my mother" phase. Taking her father's side, as usual. Hi, Mrs. Thompson. Oh, Steph, don't you look so cute. That's exactly the kind of suit that got me pregnant the first time. That's what I'm hoping for. Hey. I'm kidding! Oh, and Peter. Finally got his surgery to fix his lazy eye. Now, it's even worse. I try to get him to wear an eye patch, so people don't feel awkward. But, what are you gonna do? I'm outta here. Oh, why don't you take Duncan with you? Screw that. I told you I'm not baby-sitting him all summer. You're gonna take Duncan with you, young lady. All right? Why don't you go to the beach, honey? You'll have fun. We're just going to be unpacking here. We might be doing some other stuff, too.