Well, thank goodness April isn't NaBloPoMo, or whatever it is called. That would be an epic FAIL on my part (oh. wait. I've never actually accomplished the whole NaBloPoMo thing anyway).
But here I am, so what would you like to hear? About my trip to DC? About my trip to South Carolina? About my flight o' hell via Delta Airlines back to Los Angeles?
All in all it was a lovely time. Did Ethan start whining, "I want to go home!" sometime around Day 2, and continue to whine it with such urgency that by day 7 we were actually researching the cost involved in moving our flights up to get home sooner? Sure. Did he try his hardest to wake the entire household every night we were staying with friends in DC? You betcha. Did he throw a head-exploding tantrum our first night in South Carolina with my parents that led to some fabulously tense moments with the entire family? Why wouldn't he?! And did our trip home test the very limits of my sanity and my ability to deal civilly with annoying people? Indeed. But it was good.
I will post more later. Right now I have about 2.5 weeks worth of blog reading to catch up on. I have missed reading everyone's posts while I've been away. Here's a little something for your viewing pleasure...
6 comments:
Glad you are back! Can't wait to hear about your trip.
Ditto
I was wondering why we hadn't heard from you in a while! Hopefully Ethan is happy to be home (and not a half glass empty kind of kid).
Welcome back!
I had a plane trip with Jack that resulted in me at the end of the plan trip sobbing into my hands and dashing off the plane with Jack into the ladies room to cry it out. He was THAT bad.
Life goes on, he got older, I discovered benadryl.
Traveling is rough with kids!
Wow, what an adventure! My dad also recently found out that when a connecting flight is cancelled and they tell you you're going to have to spend the night at the airport, saying, "Never mind, then--fly me back home. I need to be at my destination TONIGHT, not tomorrow afternoon" will magically make room on the next flight for you. His nicer colleagues arrived at the convention a day late; my dad was on time!
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