Daddy's Home

I was taking pictures of the boys when daddy got home from his last call shift and last day in the hospital for 10 days!  This is what the boys do every time dad comes home, but I'm glad I captured the moment as our official vacation began.

While I finished packing John took Josh golfing with the elders quorum.

Look at my mini professional golfer!  

This picture makes me smile and laugh.  He is so tiny and he is such an amazing golfer for a 4 year old.  He loves the sport!

Afterwards we headed to our friends wedding.  Isn't she beautiful!

It was a beautiful wedding.  The ceremony was in two different Indian languages with some English mixed in.  The boys sat their the entire time just soaking up a different beautiful culture and probably wondering what in the world they were saying.

The next morning we woke bright and early around 3:30 to head to the airport. 

Nate's first time in an airport and in an airplane.

He was so excited as he loves airplanes and he completely understood that he was actually flying in the airplane.  He did great the entire 3 1/2 hour flight.

Josh was more than thrilled to be on a plane.  He talked non-stop and loved the entire flight.  He even talked to the lady next to him for an hour and convinced her to give him her window seat.  She seemed to love talking with Josh.

For the record we almost missed our flight although we were there in plenty of time.  We waited in line to check our luggage for almost an hour after we had checked in.  They only had one person checking luggage and she was soooo slow.  It took her 10 to 15 per person!  She had no idea what she was doing.  When it was our turn in line an airport staff let a girl cut in front of us.  You couldn't help notice her while waiting in line because she was constantly swearing and whining about how she wasn't going to make her flight.  It was finally our turn to check our luggage and they said they couldn't check our luggage anymore because of this girl.  When the lady who helped this girl (who was much further behind us in line) found out we were on the same flight she started swearing at herself because she new she had made a dumb mistake.  John told me to run with the boys through security and make the flight and that he would try to work things out and try to make the flight.  Off we ran.  When we were 50 yards from our terminal Josh started bawling as he was trying to keep up with me and I was running as fast as I could with Nate in the stroller. as they were announcing our names overhead for last final call.  I really didn't know if we'd make it.  I was almost their and I looked back behind me to tell Josh that he could do it and that he must run faster and not give up when I saw john sprinting in his socks holding his laptop, shoes, and bag.  We made it just in time.  I think we were blessed to have a great flight after all that.  This is why I don't like to fly.  Can airports just get their act together?!

More posts of our trip to come......