Return Flight

So Matt went back to LA a few days before us to teach a nerd camp. (JK, I love you baby!) I had been pretty scared to fly back with both kids on my own. Ok, with Ben on my own. The kids were AWESOME! I seriously thought Ben might be sick. I asked the flight attendant for a barf bag. Perhaps they were drugged. They did talk to some kids from Dayton during our delay, who knows. Perhaps it was the fact that an old man dropped his suitcase on my head while trying to put it in the overhead. I dropped the F Bomb in front of my kids for the first time ever and they behaved like angels for the entire flight. I think I found my parenting secret! Swearing! :)

Ben stood like this for about an hour, in front of me, just chillin'.

I couldn't get the DVD player to work and they were fine with it!

Lily read her Tag books for most of the flight. Thank you batteries, for holding out.

Finally passed out, standing up, mouth full of animal crackers.