Moot Thoughts & Musings

Regarding my post earlier this morning: I'm over it. It was probably just a focal point for all my other emotions. I cried on the way to the airport, but then I was busy being a traveler and having fun. So all's well.

I rocked! Every Ellis Plan worked. Juicy boxes made it through security. Ellis loved his backpack. We had a extra seat both flights, so I didn't have to hold him. And I had just the right amount of variety in toys and staggered them at just the right intervals to keep Ellis happy. Ellis had a good time on the plane; he even had a major poopy diaper that necessitated a change of all but his shirt and socks (I was prepared!). So I rocked the airplane bathroom. (Seriously, how hard would it be to install a fold-down changing table in at least on of the airplane's bathrooms)

My awesome friend and her husband picked us up at the airport. And we squealed about baby stuff and looked at outfits already; looking forward to their summer boy.

And now to bed. A busy day tomorrow! I did have an upbeat conversation on the phone with my advisor as I arrived, so that makes me feel like sticking my head in the toilet.