It’s travel day. We’re heading home. We’re on the bus to the Melbourne airport by 7:30 in the morning. We spend an hour and a half checking in to get our seat assignments. Then there’s customs, followed by security. Oh, and your flight is delayed until 2:30 pm. We eat and shop. Now the flight will leave at 4:30 pm. I’ve never been so anxious to get on a 14 hour flight in my life!
The flight is relatively painless. We arrive in L.A. at 11 a.m. Out of customs by noon. So we miss our flight home. The next flight they can get us home on is at 4:30 pm. Urgh! There’s nothing like spending that long waiting to get on a one hour flight so close to home. We’re done. We’re all completely irritated with one another. There is little spoken. We eat, which helps…a little. There’s only one cure. Home.
When Aunt Julie pulls up in the suburban with Jack, we’re thrilled! We throw in the bags and get home ASAP. Jack is smiling ear to ear! I sprint into the house to be the first to get my hands on Carter. I expect him to be bitter and not look at me. He turns to see me, begins to whimper for me to pick him up and says, “Mama!”. Of course, now he calls Grandma, Jana, Julie, Alma, Daddy and probably the UPS guy “Mama”, so I guess I shouldn’t feel so special…but I do!
Dave and I wake up at 2 a.m., completely amped, but manage to fall back asleep.
The flight is relatively painless. We arrive in L.A. at 11 a.m. Out of customs by noon. So we miss our flight home. The next flight they can get us home on is at 4:30 pm. Urgh! There’s nothing like spending that long waiting to get on a one hour flight so close to home. We’re done. We’re all completely irritated with one another. There is little spoken. We eat, which helps…a little. There’s only one cure. Home.
When Aunt Julie pulls up in the suburban with Jack, we’re thrilled! We throw in the bags and get home ASAP. Jack is smiling ear to ear! I sprint into the house to be the first to get my hands on Carter. I expect him to be bitter and not look at me. He turns to see me, begins to whimper for me to pick him up and says, “Mama!”. Of course, now he calls Grandma, Jana, Julie, Alma, Daddy and probably the UPS guy “Mama”, so I guess I shouldn’t feel so special…but I do!
Dave and I wake up at 2 a.m., completely amped, but manage to fall back asleep.
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