I obviously have a lot of material to catch up on, going back to Halloween and Jamie's birthday, so I'll try to get some of that up soon. For the moment, I'll just offer a few details from our Thanksgiving travels.
First of all, I will say that the boys are really seasoned, skilled travelers. As should any traveler, they learn from past experiences and plan accordingly to avoid discomfort. Thus, at the very beginning of the trip, Jamie counseled all of us, but Connor in particular, NOT to sit at the back of the shuttle bus from the parking lot. As he learned this can lead to carsickness and vomiting while waiting in the check-in line (good times!). So, wisely they sat in front and all was well. Also pleasing is that some line has been crossed and the boys have actually become a help, at least some of the time, in carrying the masses of stuff we need to bring. Jamie likes pulling a suitcase on wheels very much and so Connor has to as well, which is a bit of an adventure, but the fact is, it made things genuinely easier. Granted they tend to weave a rather twisted line through the airport, so we don't move too fast but it certainly beats Sarah and I lugging three bags each. Once we got on the plane, the boys both settled in immediately with their entertainment devices and snacks and were as happy as clams. Connor as usual asked about the plane "blasting off" and I had to hush them a bit because as we were just about to "blast off" they began saying gleefully, "We're gonna blow!!!!" Makes people nervous.
Connor also produced a couple of funny neo-logisms along the way. First of all, he kept asking if we were in Baltimore yet, except he struggled with the name so started calling it "Voldemort," from Harry Potter. So of course soon we were all talking about going to Voldemort. Second, he christened the headsets for watching movies "earrings." Picture this said about 50 times: "Daddy! My earrings fell out again!" Grrr. Once we got to Voldemort (Frederick really) he saw some horses pulling a carriage down the street. Remembering that we had seen something similar in Houston as well, he remarked intelligently, "Those must be very energetic horses to have come all the way from Houston!"
But really travel was simple and we had a great time at Nonni and Diddy's. They had a great time raking leaves then jumping in the pile and also discovered a "secret garden" in Nonni's backyard. "Do you think she knows about it?" Jamie asked me in a hushed tone. Given that she built it with her own hands, I assured him, yes.
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When the apple tree had to come down, I wanted something low maintenance with a feeling of serenity and privacy in that space. What an affirmation to have the boys call it a a "secret garden" - one of the most flattering things I've ever been told about my gardening.
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