Somehow we managed to make our flights with the kids, bags, and car seat in tow and arrived slightly exhausted but with plenty of anticipation of meeting aunts, uncles, cousins and seeing grandparents again. The next few days were filled with family and fun.
Baby O was full of hugs and kisses for his cousin closest to his size.
A family of four can actually fit into a mini cooper. I would never have believed it before, but it was quite comfortable.
Finding an empty gate was a must. We were able to spread out, stretch our legs and even accomplish some acrobatic feats before our next flight.
Aside from some uncomfortable moments on the last flight home with Baby O (there were times when I was wishing that I had investigated benedryl with more zeal), we made it and are back into our regular routine. There was so much excitement surrounding our arrival and meeting Boy and Baby O that at times it was overwhelming. Looking back, I am amazed that there were no questions from Boy O about what was coming next-both boys were great at just going with the flow and there seemed to be no anxiety with the constant revolving door of friends and family. This trip enabled me to recognize that comfort is not just coming from the 'routine' we have worked so hard to create, but the unit our family has become.
Here's to hoping your wings are ready for takeoff-Happy New Year!