the cure for Chubbs' flight meltdowns
On one hand, I want to apologize that my blog this week has included very little witty banter (OK, fine...it never actually does) and a lot of pictures with mere, simple explanations.
But I cannot apologize for pics of my sweet baby because in a way, one picture of her can say so many more wonderful things than I possibly could with thousands of carefully chosen words.
So I will spare you the details of today's flight...the layover...the short meltdown-but overall much better flight experience (Chubbs sleeping through the entire second flight)...the pilot coming back to our seat and asking Chubbs if she wanted to see the cockpit after commenting on her beautiful smile (yes, this really, truly happened)...Delta forgetting my carseat in Detroit, allowing me to go buy a new one that they reimbursed me for with my old one coming in on a later flight (I finally got Chubbs her front facer)
and if any of that actually made sense to you...you must be a brilliant translator because my muddled tired brain is having trouble forming simple sentences.
Therefore, I will leave this to go get some sleep so that tomorrow I can do laundry, hit up the chiropractor and repack for a road trip with Aaron's mom, two sisters and niece to North Carolina on Thursday.
Sigh. Pregnancy hibernation hasn't started yet for me...and yes I am 30 weeks...and yes, this is stretching my endurance limits...but seriously, when I have two kids under two...probably won't be taking any trips for a while. (-:
But I cannot apologize for pics of my sweet baby because in a way, one picture of her can say so many more wonderful things than I possibly could with thousands of carefully chosen words.
So I will spare you the details of today's flight...the layover...the short meltdown-but overall much better flight experience (Chubbs sleeping through the entire second flight)...the pilot coming back to our seat and asking Chubbs if she wanted to see the cockpit after commenting on her beautiful smile (yes, this really, truly happened)...Delta forgetting my carseat in Detroit, allowing me to go buy a new one that they reimbursed me for with my old one coming in on a later flight (I finally got Chubbs her front facer)
and if any of that actually made sense to you...you must be a brilliant translator because my muddled tired brain is having trouble forming simple sentences.
Therefore, I will leave this to go get some sleep so that tomorrow I can do laundry, hit up the chiropractor and repack for a road trip with Aaron's mom, two sisters and niece to North Carolina on Thursday.
Sigh. Pregnancy hibernation hasn't started yet for me...and yes I am 30 weeks...and yes, this is stretching my endurance limits...but seriously, when I have two kids under two...probably won't be taking any trips for a while. (-:
And the true cure for Chubbs' flight meltdowns??? She just wanted to be the one flying the plane...now I get it...so, so simple (-:
clearly...she's a natural...