Well, we're home - new home.
Oliver was, yet again, the BEST BEHAVED BABY EVER in a potentially difficult situation. Didn't make a peep the entire 4ish hour flight. All his co-passengers were very impressed. Many of them told me so.
We had a bit of a long wait to be picked up from the airport. That's what happens when car batteries die. But still, Sir Oliver remained on his best behavior. What a remarkable boy.
So now we have a daddy and a baby boy - happy to be together again.
And Me? I'm pooped. Give me 2 or 3 days to recover.
2 comments:
Glad you all made it safe and sound, and that Mr O was dreamy on the plane. You have no idea how blessed you are for that one!
Have fun getting out, getting used to your new adopted town, and snuggling with your family in your new home.
Then let us know how it's going!
I'm so glad to hear that you made it safely. Hope all goes well in your new home!!
Sam
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