Good morning, ladies! How's it going?
Back from Chicago. Man, I forgot how hard it is to fly with a little-little kid. But we made it. My grandma's party was awesome. We had a good time, and she was so happy. DH and the kids tried Polish food, and (mostly) liked it. Took the kids to a couple of museums, spent some time with my dad and brother, it was nice. Our AirBNB was great. Even had dinner with a good friend of mine up there, which was fun, even though Wooz acted like I was leaving them on the front steps of an orphanage, and DS made a "babysitting" comment. (I really thought I had trained him better.) The promise of wine and good conversation got me through. We even got my mom to the party via FaceTime! (I told DH she probably mingled more than she would have if she had been able to make it in-person--everyone loved passing her around.)
Now we are back, and gearing up for DS's party and my mom's birthday this weekend. Trying not to freak out at the thought of flying these two to the UK next summer for my brother's wedding. I think it will be a great experience overall, but now that I remember what it's like, the logistics are daunting. Oh well, DS will be almost a year older. If all else fails, there's Benadryl and Scotch. (For me, not them.)