Finally Florida

We survived a wonderful flight and trip to Florida. Just as everyone said, Jack was good on the plane, very busy, but good. Here is how it went...

Friday: We arrived at the airport an hour and a half early. Thank goodness for the six year old boy sitting next to us who kept Jack entertained while we waited to board. Clay mentioned feeling achy and wasn't exactly himself. I watched the clock intently, ready to get this over with. We boarded for our 57 minute flight. Jack read books, ate lots of Cheerios, climbed up over the seats and giggled at the passengers behind us, sat in Mommy's lap, switched to Daddy's lap, and then switched again, drank two bottles, tried to doze...but didn't, looked out the window, and wiggled a lot! Finally we arrived and Grammy pulled up to get us in her new shiny black SUV. We arrived at home and Jack was zonked...off to bath and bed he went after a little loving from his cousins and Uncle Matt. Clay ran a fever and was off to bed right behind Jack.

Saturday: Jack woke at 6:30 am (central time)...yuck! Jack enjoyed lots of playing and more loving from Grammy and Grandpa. Mommy was sent back to bed for some more zzz's...yeah! Clay drug himself around realizing he was missing his wallet....ugh! We all headed to cousin Whit's basketball game. Jack stayed home with Grandpa because the bleachers were too steep for a crawling 10 month old. Maybe next season. Back home to search for the missing wallet...still no luck and no ID. We were beginning to think Mommy and Jack were flying home alone. After a barbecue lunch and a visit to my old babysitter, Jack settles in for an afternoon nap. Two and half hours of sleep later, Jack gets a visit from Uncle Jim and Uncle Mike. Too much fun! Clay still searches and feels even worse...was it the missing wallet or the flu? Jack is assisted to bed by Grammy and Grandpa and Mommy makes a visit to her high school friend, Stephanie and baby Evan. Oh, how sweet and adorable he is! If Jack's bed time weren't on eastern time, he may have gotten to see them too.

Sunday: Busy day! Jack wakes with the sunshine. And what beautiful sunshine it is...70 degree weather. Oh, how I miss Florida. The missing wallet is found...in the dryer! Good news, Mommy and Jack don't have to fly alone. One morning nap and still a sick Daddy later, company arrives. It's Uncle Mike, Uncle Matt, Aunt Catlin, cousins Whit and Larkin, Nini, Grandaddy, Aunt Linda, and Sonja...all to see baby Jack and eat "hot off the grill" hamburgers. From toy to visitor Jack stays very entertained. Maybe he'll snooze on the flight back...not so, just more of the same as the arriving flight. We arrive at the airport 45 min before departure with suitcases full of toys for Jack. Close call, but much easier than waiting! Poor Clay is still feeling the flu and Mommy is ready to put both the baby & the Daddy to bed. Atlanta at last and we are ALL tired and cold. Sure do miss that Florida sun and of course, our wonderful family.

We had a wonderfully busy weekend! We finally made our trip happen...drama and all!