We made it to Maine with no real issues.
Our flight was delayed a bit, but it wasn't so bad. We were able to keep Ciara entertained at the airport by letting her ride up and down the escalator repeatedly...Thanks Kev!
She did fairly well on the plane. I don't think that she turned into one of those children that every one else on the plane wants to murder.
So far I don't have all that much to report about our vacation.
We arrived Saturday afternoon and came back to my parents house. We spent the afternoon hanging out in the living room with my sister and my niece. My niece is absolutely adorable! I am so happy to finally have a chance to spend some time with her. I hate that I missed out on so much of her first year.
Yesterday we didn't do a whole lot. Ciara had a rough night on Saturday and slept in until almost 10am. Then we just lounged around lazily for the rest of the morning. Eventually we got moving and went to Walmart and CVS with my Mom. (I know- how exciting, right?!)
Ciara and I spent the remainder of the afternoon at a birthday party. My best friend from childhood invited us to help celebrate her son's 4th birthday and her niece's 12th.
Of course Ciara was shy and hiding behind me for most of the afternoon...right up until I said it was time to go, and then she wanted to play.
It was difficult to try to do any real catching up with my friend at the party, though it was nice to see her. Hopefully we'll have some more time to hang out later this week.
I know that having read all this you are now completely jealous of my exotic and exciting lifestyle. I'll leave you with a quote from my daughter to help dull the pain of not being as cool as I am.
As Ciara and I were lying in bed this morning looking at "Horton Hatches and Egg" she suddenly stopped mid-sentence, looked at me, and said..."Mommy, your job is to clean up toys...in the preschool room."
Yup, that about sums it up. Thanks Ciara.