And So It Begins...
So we got off to a rocky start - up at 4am, at airport at 5am, struggling through baggage drop and security with three sleepy tots and not nearly enough caffeine and then only barely making it onto the plane on time - and then coping with epic shits and epic barfs during a stopover in Montreal - and then getting drenched getting off the plane in Moncton - but end of the day, once we loaded up the Traverse and got on the road?
It was pretty easy. And pretty freaking awesome.
Tonight was dinner with Katie's family (who, my gosh, are so fine and so kind and so clearly the progenitors of the lady that I call my partner and my friend), and then hanging out with this amazing lady (who is as beautiful and lovely and easy to hang out with as you would imagine her to be), and soon - we hope - a good night's sleep before hitting the road and heading up through New Brunswick.
If the baby will ever deign to sleep, that is. That hour or two of children napping in the car this afternoon is looking pretty sweet from the vantage point of a midnight crib battle.