Home, Sweet Home

Flying home was a bit of a stressful experience.  Isaiah didn’t get a decent nap all day, so he was very difficult to deal with.  He would always decide to sit on the floor right as the flight attendant was coming through to make sure everyone was seatbelted.  They’d tell us, “He has to be in his seat and buckled!” which was very aggravating when that was exactly what we were fighting with him to do.  I sat by him on the first plane and Chris sat by him on the second.  Before we got on the second plane, I had Panda Express and Chris bought me the second book in the Princess Diaries series, so I was in a lot better mood for that flight!

Isaiah did love all the airplanes (“a’panes” as he called them).  He really enjoyed watching the ground crew get the planes ready and he loved the luggage vehicles.  He called them “Thomas” (he says ‘Omas) after Thomas the Train, because they were a couple of carts pulled by a little car, so it reminded him of a train.  He would stand by the windows and call out, “Bye ‘Omas!  Bye A’pane!” as he saw each one go by.  Still, this excitement only lasted so long and then he was bored again.  He had a long, hard day.

Finally, after many grueling hours, we landed.  I was so happy to be back in California!  When we stepped off the plain and the nice cool air of San Jose hit me, it was very refreshing.  I was really glad to see the mountains again too.  I love where we live!

Someone from church had picked Chester up from the kennel and left him in the backyard for us.  When we got home and let him in the house, he was beside himself.  He was crying and yipping and running from person to person trying to hug us and lick us and wag his tail all at once.  Poor little guy!  He didn’t calm down until I distracted him with some nice dog food.  We’ve been home a couple days now and he’s still extra lovey, like he’s making up for lost time.

My belly grew a lot in the week we were gone.  It was really funny, because everyone in AR was telling Chris how great he looks since he lost so much weight and asking how he did it and all.  Then they’d look me over to see if his wife had joined him in his healthy lifestyle.  They’d get a little mystified look on their face, like, “Well, she obviously didn’t join him in his weight loss endeavor… or could she just be pregnant?”  The last thing any expectant woman wants is everyone checking out her figure, but that’s exactly what I got all week !

I think Isaiah had started to transition to Arkansas time right before we left, because this morning he woke up at 6:45 (8:45 AR time).  I made him stay in bed until 7:30, but I hope he gets his schedule worked out, because that’s way too early for him to get up!

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