Early morning flights with an infant are not very fun. Especially when you received fewer hours of sleep the night before than there are hours in the flight. I don't think that either Taylor or I have ever been happier to land, and to sweeten the deal, our flight arrived 45 minutes ahead of schedule. Unfortunately, that meant it also arrived 45 minutes before we had told our fabulous ride Heather to pick us up. The wait didn't seem to be a problem for the men in my life. They were just happy to play peek-a-boo without disturbing the fellow passengers.Another highlight, we didn't forget any suitcases this time.
Glad your boys are so creative at the airport - love the new blog and what a great idea to keep all the memories from this year. It will be such a fun year as Broy starts walking and talking. I love all the photos - especially the orange juice glasses and New yers kiss!!
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