We're Flying!!!

On Saturday, as we are picking up the house and packing, Charlie was just precious.

Charlie: Mommy are you going to Laurel's wedding?

Me: Yes, Charlie. I'm going and daddy and Hank and Gaga and Pappy and Brittany are all going to the wedding.

Charlie: Ummm . . . Is Brayden going to be at Laurel's wedding?

Me: Yes, Charlie, Brayden is going to be at the wedding. Laurel and Brayden are getting married.

Riding the tram in the airport after we have finally made it through check-in, security, bathroom break, security again for Marshall and Charlie (after they got out of the line to go to the restroom.), and a brief check of Marshall's bag. I almost forgot, a Hank meltdown when his blanket had to go through X-Ray. We survived with the help of Gaga, Pappy, and Brittany!

Hold on Hank!

Time for take-off!

About two hours into the four hour flight,

Charlie: Ok, I'm ready to go outside now.

Me: Charlie, I thought you wanted to go fly on a plane?

Charlie: I just wanted to go on a little one. Let's go outside now.

We made it with only minor disturbances. Hank finally fell asleep 20 minutes before landing. Although he was relatively good for the flight, I'm sure everyone was thinking, "The baby couldn't have gone to sleep four hours ago?" Oh, well!