Waiting for Take-off

We had a 4 hour wait for our plane from Honolulu to Seattle. Getting this picture of Colson made it worth it. I'm not good enough with the camera to often take what's in my mind's eye, but this was a blessing and worked as I had envisioned. I knew it would be gold to take a couple toy airplanes, being that we would be flying to and from in them. And here he is, playing with one, in the perfect setting.

This was the window view we had from our gate while waiting. We parked our bottoms and carry-ons, ate sushi, drank a very large frappaccino, chatted and people watched. Lewis snoozed on a blanket under our feet on the floor and Colson never left this window.

After a long day of travelling, 21 hours of flying, waiting, flying, and driving, we made it home in the wee hours of the morning. All in all, we've been blessed with fabulous travellers. Our boys are studs on the road and in the air. But there is a season for everything. After hours on a plane and transitioning into our van, the wheels came off in the back seat and there was much weeping and gnashing. I was in the very back rocking lewis' car seat as he screamed. Colson screamed all the louder into this perpetual spiral of wailing. After futile efforts to calm the boys down, KC advised I come join him in the front. I agreed and crawled my way to the front of the van, held hands with KC as we both looked at each other in exasperation. It was the perfect timing for the laughter to begin. We laughed and the boys screamed. And they carried on this way until sleep took hold and the fight had to end. We cruised the rest of the morning in silence watching the rising sun. The bed never felt so good.