After the craziest flight experience of my life, the boys and I arrived safely in Provo just in time for some pre-wedding festivities. Sean had to work the rest of the week, so we flew ahead to help with the wedding. Kortney had her last dress fitting the day after my arrival and I was beyond excited to go. In fact, I may have screamed over the phone when she told me the week prior I would be in town for it. With so much excitement, my camera came along with me. Meanwhile Logan was busy happily playing with the shop owner's puppy and Gavin was happily shopping with Uncle Chase elsewhere. The festivities were officially underway which meant we had a wedding to attend soon! Over the next week, I took a lot of pictures of Kortney, Chase, and all that came along with their wedding.
Here is the very abbreviated account as to why this was the worst flying experience to date:
Delayed plane upon arriving.
Delayed while we sat in our seats before take-off.
Sat in the very, very last row.
Arrived with negative seven minutes to make our connector.
Ran 27 gates with a backpack, toddler, and another backpack in my arms.
Toddler threw-up on my shoe, his pants, and his monkey.
Preschooler peed in his sippy cup while the plane was landing.
And despite all that, I would happily travel again by myself with our boys.
2 comments:
Oh my gosh. I'm pretty sure you left out the toddler peeing in the cup part when you told me about that day. That is the icing on the cake!!
"Toddler peeing in a sippy cup.." I am laughing so hard Kristen!!! You have the best life!
So, is the South really all that???
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