I just wanted to give you a quick update to let you know that the kids and I have landed and are somewhat settled in Oregon. The day was filled with craziness right from the start. We had to get up at 6 am to drive from my in laws (bay area) to the Sac Airport and make our flight by 8:45 am. Did I mention that we had enough luggage to clothe a small country? We were dropped off at the curb, luggage and car seats and all. I was a hot sweaty mess by the time I was in line (the very long line) at Alaska check-in. My two little babes were absolutely amazing!! They stayed right by me and listened well...although, there was a potty emergency (of course) as we were mid-way through the line. As fellow mothers usually do when they see me, one offered to watch my items as I hustled Miss Emma and practically dragged Quinn to the restroom. A quick potty break and back in line. Then it was time to bag the car seats. Another fellow Mama helped me bag the car seats while I had my two little ones keep their backs to the wall so I could watch them. Once we made it through...we went up to the escalator...AKA my kids personal Disneyland. Emma jumped on and immediately fell to her knees. The escalator was on crack and going about 100 miles an hour. A swift arm grab along with holding Quinn and we recovered. I let her try it one more time and she made it. You will love what comes next...guess who was chosen for a random screen??? Me, the sweaty mother who was unloading her two laptops and all of her kids crap into the bins. They chose me. So once through the screen they moved us to a room (the three of us) and patted down my lady parts and discovered that the only threat I posed was my death stare. We made it to the gate just in time for me to rip into the toys Aunt Kim bought them and board the plane. Since we were flying Alaska we had to go down an outside staircase and walk outside and up another staircase to our plane. I said "oh screw it" picked up both of my babies and descended down the stair case, walked across the tarmac and to the next staircase. My mind was racing with "good for you" and "no guy could ever handle this." Kids were set up in their row with their toys and I sat in my seat. The flight was very uneventful until Quinn pooped. I had to change his diaper on top of the toilet in the bathroom (which I covered with toilet paper and let him use the TP roll as a pillow). Later in the flight the attendant came up to me and said "It smells a lot better out here than it does in there." Ummm....what was I supposed to do? Leave him in his diaper? C'mon....like I needed that comment. Enter in my first order of a bloody mary....ahhh..that made me happy...I shared the other half of my vodka bottle with my seat neighbor...figured he deserved it for being stuck with my ADD self constantly moving around. We cheers'd to ourselves and bottoms up.
We landed! We walked to the exit found Matt and then loaded up our lives and headed to our new house. The kids were very excited when they saw their new rooms, although Emma was not thrilled with her new bed...she wanted a daybed.....she is still asleep in her new bed now so I think it grew on her.
I spent the rest of the day going through our bagillion boxes that seem to never end. I will spend most of our day doing that again....maybe most of the week....
Just wanted to let you all know what I was up to. Most importantly...We survived...We made it...I only cried once....I think I am going to be okay here.
Love you all!
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