So you might think that after a 17-hour day of travel, we'd be someplace exotic. Nope. We're in Oscoda, Michigan, which, though I love the place, is about as un-exotic as you can get. It's like a flashback to the 1980s, in the middle of nowhere Up North Michigan. We have a cottage-turned-year-round house here that's been in my family for 100+ years and growing up we spent summers here. So it's fun to bring Andra. My parents, aunt and uncle, and brother with his wife and kid are also here. My two cousins with their spouses and 2 kids each are coming today.
Anyway, yesterday was not a day I'd care to repeat. We had to wake up at 4am (yeah, some of you do this to train...I thought about that when I woke up, and it reaffirmed in my mind that you are crazy and that I do not have enough discipline to do that!). Andra seemed to know the shcedule, as she went to bed around 6:30 the night before (normal bedtime lately has been 8, too late probably but it's summer), and woke up on her own about 4:30, all smiles and ready to go. We missed our 6am flight anyway (I've never missed a flight before, and to do so with a baby in tow had me in a moment of panic) but turned out to be a good thing. Got rebooked on a 7:30am flight, and while waiting watched the 6am flight come back due to maintenance problems. So we left before them as it turned out. Missed the original connecting flight but were booked on a 4pm flight, so we had a 6 hour layover in the Atlanta airport. Andra took 3 30 minute naps throughout the day, but otherwise just had the best time being out and about. She cried for about 30 seconds on the second flight because I couldn't get her bottle ready fast enough for her, but that was it the whole day. Our luggage was still in Atlanta when we landed (and last we heard, 2 of the 3 pieces were on their way to us - we're hoping her car seat is the one left behind, as we have a loaner and would REALLY like our clothes, including my running shoes) so that was the icing on the cake. BUT, we're here, Gramma and Grampa are having a blast with the two granddaughters.