Although the kids were supremely well behaved, it was still a terrible traveling experience.  First, the stuff!  Why so much stuff?!?!  Second, I feel like you should be allowed to grow at least two extra arms for every child you have.  My kids stayed close, but for real.  Third, we had all had the stomach flu, but I thought we were over it.  As soon as we got on the plane and all settled, Sammy announced she needed to barf.  And so she did.  Luckily I am a skillful master who managed to procure a bag just in time.  Oh, and did I mention she did that two more times during the flight?  Delightful.  Just imagine me holding a baby (who wanted nothing more than to get down on the floor and run away) and frantically trying to grab a barf bag and hold it in the right spot while comforting my sick child.  So great!  Sorry to anyone we grossed out.

The rest of the trip was good and less eventful.  We had a fun Halloween with our Seattle friends, spent good times with my family, and were happy to be reunited with Aaron on Saturday morning.  My family was extra nice and watched all three of our kids (the smallest spent half the time screaming) while we went to dinner at our most favorite restaurant in the United States.  It was so so so tasty and wonderful.  So wonderful that I hardly thought about my poor screaming baby.  It is rough to be a third child.  So I hear anyway.

This morning we got up “in the nighttime” and caught a plane back.  And here we are.  And we are never flying again.  Just like every time.  The end.

As you may remember I own a cat but this said cat lives in Montana with Aaron’s parents because she moved there when we went to Ecuador, and the place we currently live doesn’t let us have pets. I shamelessly admit I love this cat more than I should, and was quite excited when she climbed out of the insulation in the garage and came running to see me upon arrival. Also within an hour or so of being there she had gifted us with a mouse outside our room door. Such a sweet cat. I even managed to make her sleep in our room a couple of nights, and every morning around 545am when I would eat my cereal she was really helpful in sticking her face into my bowl. Apparently she likes Lucky Charms and Rice Krispies. Aaron pointed out that perhaps the Lucky Charms looked like her Meow Mix.

In human news we had a great time with Aaron’s parents & family we got to visit there. We got to see Aaron’s brother’s cute little baby girl, and we ate lots and lots of really tasty food as always. And we were ultimately impressed by the things growing in the garden, namely the giant zucchini & squash taking over everything. Aaron and I swam across the lake with his dad, which was fun as always, although it’s much more difficult with a giant baby trying to sink you. But the people on the shore were impressed with the large pregnant lady’s swimming skills, so it was extra worth it.

On our way home we decided to stay in Cour d’Alene on the way back because our flight was at 7am and cutting off 2 1/2 hours of early morning driving seemed like a good idea. This is the part where I brag about how I have the best most wonderful husband in the entire universe because I do. He gave me a lovely belated birthday gift of going to a really fun/fancy resort/hotel and a pregnancy massage at their spa. It was the best!!!!!! (That’s a lot of exclamation points for emphasis) We had a great time walking on their boardwalk and swimming in the pool, eating too much good food, and wishing that we could stay longer. We will next time. You know, when our kids are all grown up and we are retired. That will be fun.

And now we’re home, and Aaron is back at work, and I am back at doing nothing. So call me, because you know I’m just here hanging out.