We are indulging in home-style pasta, Dancing With the Stars, and cat snuggling.
The flight from Tucson to Atlanta was a dream. Alden slept through 2/3 of it and flirted his way through the final 1/3. The flight attendant told me he was a hot topic in the galley and they were wishing they could bottle him. On the flight from Atlanta to New York it was only his dedicated parents standing between Alden and flight attendants no doubt determined to toss him out the emergency exit. The look on his face when we got off one long flight and promptly got on another plane told me everything I needed to know about how the rest of my afternoon would go. So much irritated rasping and kvetching later, we arrived safely in NY and hit the traffic jackpot, getting home after only 20 minutes in a cab. We ate cheese in the backseat and it was a breeze.
The airline broke my suitcase zipper. I hate them.
But that’s my only complaint. It will be nice to crash in our own bed tonight, although I wish Sarah, Scout and John were still on the other side of the door.
jaysaint 
Posted by trope on May 6, 2008 at 1:30 pm
Yep, that sums up our only airline travel experience with the Bug. The flight out was a breeze. But no matter how laid back he seemed, or how much he loved seeing his grandparents, the traveling took a toll and on the way back it was non stop fussing. And blowouts. I’m trying to block the memory, as we will be doing it again in July.
Welcome home!
Posted by trope on May 6, 2008 at 1:30 pm
Yep, that sums up our only airline travel experience with the Bug. The flight out was a breeze. But no matter how laid back he seemed, or how much he loved seeing his grandparents, the traveling took a toll and on the way back it was non stop fussing. And blowouts. I’m trying to block the memory, as we will be doing it again in July.
Welcome home!
Posted by jaysaint on May 10, 2008 at 9:33 pm
Oooooh, the blowout. I swear it’s something about the air pressure change.
Posted by jaysaint on May 10, 2008 at 9:33 pm
Oooooh, the blowout. I swear it’s something about the air pressure change.
Posted by jaysaint on May 10, 2008 at 9:33 pm
Oooooh, the blowout. I swear it’s something about the air pressure change.
Posted by jaysaint on May 10, 2008 at 9:33 pm
Oooooh, the blowout. I swear it’s something about the air pressure change.
Posted by jaysaint on May 10, 2008 at 9:33 pm
Oooooh, the blowout. I swear it’s something about the air pressure change.
Posted by jaysaint on May 10, 2008 at 9:33 pm
Oooooh, the blowout. I swear it’s something about the air pressure change.
Posted by trope on May 6, 2008 at 1:30 pm
Yep, that sums up our only airline travel experience with the Bug. The flight out was a breeze. But no matter how laid back he seemed, or how much he loved seeing his grandparents, the traveling took a toll and on the way back it was non stop fussing. And blowouts. I’m trying to block the memory, as we will be doing it again in July.
Welcome home!
Posted by trope on May 6, 2008 at 1:30 pm
Yep, that sums up our only airline travel experience with the Bug. The flight out was a breeze. But no matter how laid back he seemed, or how much he loved seeing his grandparents, the traveling took a toll and on the way back it was non stop fussing. And blowouts. I’m trying to block the memory, as we will be doing it again in July.
Welcome home!
Posted by trope on May 6, 2008 at 1:30 pm
Yep, that sums up our only airline travel experience with the Bug. The flight out was a breeze. But no matter how laid back he seemed, or how much he loved seeing his grandparents, the traveling took a toll and on the way back it was non stop fussing. And blowouts. I’m trying to block the memory, as we will be doing it again in July.
Welcome home!
Posted by trope on May 6, 2008 at 1:30 pm
Yep, that sums up our only airline travel experience with the Bug. The flight out was a breeze. But no matter how laid back he seemed, or how much he loved seeing his grandparents, the traveling took a toll and on the way back it was non stop fussing. And blowouts. I’m trying to block the memory, as we will be doing it again in July.
Welcome home!
Posted by trope on May 6, 2008 at 1:30 pm
Yep, that sums up our only airline travel experience with the Bug. The flight out was a breeze. But no matter how laid back he seemed, or how much he loved seeing his grandparents, the traveling took a toll and on the way back it was non stop fussing. And blowouts. I’m trying to block the memory, as we will be doing it again in July.
Welcome home!
Posted by jaysaint on May 10, 2008 at 9:33 pm
Oooooh, the blowout. I swear it’s something about the air pressure change.