Our Big Airplane Trip

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A couple of things have finally been removed from my plate so I have some time to catch up on this here blog. We're going to start where we left off, way back in March, and I'll be interspersing some older video here and there as we go.

On March 17, 2009, Ellie finally got to take her first airplane trip! Being the daughter of a pilot I've always loved to fly, but with the crazy things the airlines have been doing lately I'd kind of been boycotting. But a trip to visit my best friend and her family was way way way overdue. So, I sucked it up and braved the airport with a toddler, and everything went swimmingly. It would have still been worth it even if it hadn't.

From the second we arrived Jo's kids took Ellie under their wings and showed just how much fun being a big kid (and gosh have they gotten big) can be.

They read and read ...

And read and read some more....

We spent a whole lot of time enjoying the outdoors, even though it was a little chilly for us (although Jo claimed it was "warm." Whatever.)

Ellie had a strange obsession with "Mr. Slow," the yellow slow sign they would set in the street when the kids were out. She wanted to ride him around. He isn't really ridable, but you try explaining that to a 15 month old.

{up please}

And on the days when it was either too cold (even for them) or too rainy to go out, we made due with staying inside.

And when we couldn't take being inside any more, we went to this indoor gym where the kids could just run and play and be crazy.

There was a whole lot of screaming and running and wrestling and sharing and stair climbing and bike riding. Best trip ever. It was way too short, and we miss them dearly.