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A long long weekend is a good thing. we flew to Minneapolis for a reunion/gaming convention with friends from a gaming club at college. (Well, friends and strangers; it spans all the years of the club and some of them were unknown to us before the gathering, plus some friends and spouses/partners were brought.)
The actual reunion was from Friday to Monday, but to reduce stress and because Scott wanted to see some things in the area, we flew in Thursday and back home today. I must say that only having to do one flight and not change planes makes it easier, and the extra day either end helped in lots of ways!
Wednesday night we discovered we'd lost the strap that lets us anchor the car seat to carry-on luggage for hauling through the airport. (Sellers of this strap assure the buyer that you can strap your baby in the car seat and use it as a stroller. We never planned to do that when we bought it, and I must recommend DON'T. Seriously, carry-on with a car seat is less stable than carryon usually is. It doesn't need a baby in it as it tips over.) Scott improvised a home-made version of same (since we now knew how it was intended to interact with the seat's straps from previous uses) which actually was better-fitting and more stable. Scott rocks. So does having the car seat attach securely to the luggage as planned.
Drew has a monkey-backpack-leash thing. I almost never put it on him, but in the airport (both days) we did. It saved us a couple dash-offs by pulling him up short. Most of the time we used it for the same purpose we always do - we hand it to him to snuggle with, as it's a very nice stuffy and he likes playing with the buckles on the straps and exploring them. Monkey! ("Mo!")
Managed a five-day trip with one checked, one carry-on, two backpacks, and my purse. Not too bad.
Arrived Thursday and promptly went to the Mall of America, aka mall of doom. (Our hotel was near the airport and maybe at most a mile from the Mall.) I...wow. I don't see the appeal of the mall. Then again, I don't see the appeal of most malls, so why should this one be different? I do see the appeal of the amusement park (amusement parks are fun), the aquarium (ditto), and a few of the stores, but by and large it's a mall. It's much of a sameness of a sameness, except there is more of the same thing than usual, and your feet get sorer than normal. A few things do stand out, having used the extra space for more than the 'much of a muchness' bit - the LEGO store, the aforementioned 'what are these doing in a mall?' spaces, and some of the artful structuring of escalators to look pretty. But mostly...ohdeargodgetmeoutofhere,it'samall.
Bought a couple things. First up: the dollar store. (Yes, there is a dollar store in the Mall of America. I...boggle.) I needed the soap I always use, since I like my hands not to itch and crack and bleed any more than necessary, and they usually have it. They did here too. Much wandering. Some food. The Lego store, where Drew played with the duplos at the sample table. He seemed to have fun. LUSH. I don't like the Portland Lush store, which is in an execrable location (the Pearl district, which is designed to give people who hate street parking the heebie jeebies, and which feels cramped, overcrowded, and overblown to me; I really dislike going there), and is too small and too crammed and too poorly ventilated (OMG cannot BREATHE). I was, however, hoping they might have some solid shampoo I hadn't tried (some while back I tried all they then had, at least at my local store, and was very disappointed as none really worked for me). I hadn't packed shampoo (I later learned Scott had, but I didn't know that when shopping). In any case, they had a couple so I got those to try (and one of them did just fine by me over the weekend; the other has a scent I love, but also a higher chance to trigger my allergies, so I didn't try it while there). The store in the MoA is a lot more allergy-friendly - still densely scented, but not as densely scented - and of course parking was not an issue.
Friday we went back to the MoA to go to the aquarium, which Scott had really wanted to do. It's overpriced, of course. But it's actually quite pretty; I enjoyed myself, and if I hadn't, I think I'd have enjoyed it just for Scott's and especially Drew's reactions. Drew loved the walk-through underwater tunnel area, and kept pointing excitedly at things. This despite the fact that we'd arrived near when he would normally take a nap (and we actually gave him a chance to fall asleep and take that nap before going; we just failed to get the actual nap). He was visibly sleepy and dazed, but fascinated (I wonder if it had that sort of enchanted feeling things get when you're observing them when you're really tired? It certainly would have worked well with that). Then seahorses, which he pointed at a lot.
Then jellyfish. I loved them. Which is how I failed to notice, until we came out into the bright lights of the gift shop, that my son had quietly slumped on Daddy's shoulder and gone sound asleep in the darkness. He didn't stir as we left, got to the car, put him in the car seat, and returned to the hotel. (Also, hah, we made it out without paying anything but admission! ...that's probably easier with a 16-month-old who falls asleep in the jellyfish than with a wide-awake five-year-old, though.)
That afternoon, people started arriving for the reunion. GLEE. Glee, glee, glee. SO GOOD to see everyone. SO GOOD. People I haven't seen in too long. People I've seen more recently but STILL not in too long. People I'd never met, but who are still the same sort of people I hang out with. Much, much fun. We began hanging out and playing games.
I was worried about bringing Drew, and in fact he was the only child there for much of it, and the only one I ever saw who was young enough to expect random behavior from (I don't know the ages of the others who were there, but they were only briefly present and I'd be surprised if they were under 10, and they were probably older). Mostly this seemed to go fine, though - a lot of people who were there have children of their own, and have been through the toddler stage. Several seemed to have a lot of fun playing with him. He was on fairly good behavior - a little overwhelmed, a little fussy, but mostly good. Sometimes he grabbed for bits of game and we had to play pass-and-distract and sometimes one of us stood aside from a game just to focus on him, but it seemed to work and I don't think it disrupted others' weekend.
Saturday morning, we broke from the reunion group and got together with![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
jenett to go to the Minneapolis zoo. It was lovely to finally meet her in person and to introduce her to Scott and Drew, and we had a good time at the zoo (some lovely moments with the animals). It was a bit too warm, but only a bit; we went first thing, arriving just a touch after opening, and the worst of the heat hadn't ramped up yet. We got Drew a hat for the sun, which in fact didn't stay on his head for 10 seconds straight, which is fairly normal. He's needed a new one anyway - his old ones don't fit - so now he has one. Which, I'm sure, won't stay on his head. :P
That was a great time to break from the group, because a bunch of them got together and decided to go to...the MoA and the aquarium. Not a bad thing to miss if I was going to miss something, since we'd been. I did miss at least one funny moment but since it got retold I got to share it. (A member of the group pointed at a store and said something along the lines of "Ooo, pointy things!" And then someone working at the mall walked up behind, and just a beat behind - but ignorant of the implication, I assume - said "want a free sample?")
Scott and I introduced several people to the game Pandemic (and then they introduced others, and so on). On the other hand, I'm pretty sure I'd never played Chez Geek before - I had fun. I'd have liked to play several games I didn't get to, but I can only be in one place at one time. (If that; sometimes I think I wasn't even all there. Heh.) I did get to play Dominion a few times, which was fun. Lots of joking and laughing and talking and gaming and good company.
And spiders. Drew saw a spider on the outside of the consuite window and pointed. "Spider," I said, innocently. "Bai!" "Yes, spider." For the following couple hours (I kid you not) he wanted to sit on the windowsill and point/stare at the spider. A couple people helped us keep him braced and watched while he over-and-over pointed and commented on his spider. The next day he pointed at the same window. "Bai!" I wandered over, but the spider was gone. Migrate to the other window. "Bai!" Sure enough, there was a spider on the outside. It was so cute. I'm glad they were on the outside, though. I'm sure he'll stick things in his mouth I wish he wouldn't (and in fact rocks, which we've already had to fish out, are worse than spiders in my opinion), but I really wasn't up to dealing with it right then. (Hey, it's protein...yeah. Heh.)
The hotel buffet (free with the group rate) and restaurant were both pretty good, and the restaurant wasn't too overpriced for its genre (plus Drew ate free since we ordered for us and were guests).
Drew was fighting shy the first night, by the last day he was still shy of some but was playing happily with the people who had spent the most time engaging him, even demanding to be held by a couple people. (Actually, now that I think about it and amusingly, those two people were the woman who has helped organize each of these reunions and the man who was the local organizer and handled the hotel for this one. Hee!)
Monday was rough - I was not at all ready for the weekend to end, and here was everyone heading out. Nooo! But, we were up early enough and not leaving ourselves, so I got to see a lot of people for one last goodbye at least. (And a few quick card games.) We were some of the last out of the consuite, and a group of us went to Culver's for lunch before they caught later flights than many members had.
It's sad hanging around town after the con has left. But in some ways it's easier than leaving while there's still anyone there - much as I wish the weekend could have gone on and on and on forever, I was there for the whole thing. I did miss some of it (not just for the zoo, but for sleep, for Drew, for food, because there were four things going on and I have still not mastered duplicating myself, etc.), but I was there for the whole time.
We'd originally thought maybe we'd go to the Como Park zoo or go swimming at the hotel or both. I wasn't up for swimming, really, and we'd seen flyers that the Dead Sea Scrolls exhibit was in town at the science museum. WELL then! Sorry, CPZ, but since we'd already been to a zoo and were tired, you lose in this equation. We left from the restaurant for the science museum where we had the tickets waiting for us, and basically walked in and into the exhibit.
Drew turned out to need more care (and an attack-nap) so instead of going through together we went through separately, Scott first. It was a fascinating exhibit; I suspect I'd have been better off reading a book, but it was neat to see the artifacts and the few scroll fragments on exhibition. Ironically what lingered with me most wasn't the scrolls, but the end of the exhibit where they talk about scribing and hand-written religious texts of various cultures and then go into the modern illuminated, handwritten copy of the St. John's Bible being created. They had sample pages from it on display. I'd been unaware of it, and some of the pages were very impressive. There's more information about it at this site, showing some of the pages.
Since we were already at the science museum, we explored some of the exhibits. Drew enjoyed several of them and there were a surprising lot of the light exhibits that he was able to observe or even interact with. He appeared to be quite fascinated and have a blast. The colored lights exhibit may not have had much meaning for him (or maybe it did, I'm not sure what they absorb from examples like that!) but he enjoyed flipping the switches loads.
Evening found us back at the MoA (aaaargh!) hunting for dinner. Scott really wanted to go to the Rainforest Cafe, so I agreed. We'd been to the one in Vegas and I remembered it as overpriced and a little noisy. Either my memory is off, they've changed over time, or this location is worse: it was overpriced and a LOT noisy. The acoustics were appallingly bad, so that the chatter of the patrons was magnified. That was BEFORE the animatronic apes started hooting and moving, and BEFORE the fake thunderstorm went off.
Ugh. We left without ordering; Scott was nice enough to indulge my "you have got to be kidding me" reaction. I was ready to tear my ears off. (If we'd gone earlier in the weekend, I could've maybe grabbed some earplugs and given it another go later, but it was a bit late for that.) I feel bad for that - everyone's dinner was delayed, and Drew seemed to enjoy the ambiance. On the other hand, he didn't seem upset to be taken away from it, either. I think it was just an Experience to him, and he had no idea that it might have gone on longer.
We went back to the hotel for dinner, since the hotel restaurant was a known-good quantity. Drew was fussy and tired by this point but basically did okay, and I was a lot better after food. (Plus, since I'm a member of the hotel's rewards program, we had coupons for two free drinks. They applied to most alcoholic drinks, but more importantly they applied to my soda and Scott's shake. Perfect! We didn't get that the con nights, since we were in the con block; but given that the room was $50 more expensive when the con block didn't apply, I am NOT TOO SAD that we didn't get the free drinks then. $50 will buy a LOT of shakes. More than we could ever drink.)
Our flight home was at 11:45 am, which meant we could get up at the same time we had been all weekend, go through the same routine, eat at the hotel buffet (where the staff, as had become routine, flirted a lot with our son; he ate it up all weekend), and head out in leisurely fashion to the airport. Boarding was delayed very slightly, but less than 15 minutes (of course, they finally started boarding just after Scott had left to change Drew's diaper, but he was VERY fast about it and we got on with the first class folks - families with small children having been called first). Drew was super-fussy, though, poor guy. He'd finally managed to sleep through the night last night (late to bed / early to rise had been the norm prior to that, with the excitement of hanging out with friends), so he wasn't tired enough to sack out completely on the flight. Still, he was fairly well behaved for as fussy as he was, and we mostly managed to keep him entertained. He flirted with the flight attendants and the other passengers when he was feeling happier.
Poor little guy is teething, too, which of course didn't make it easier.
Anyway, we landed on time, got our luggage without incident, and came home. Where I am still doing laundry. And wow, it's almost 11 central time. It feels way, WAY too late. Too bad. I still have one more load of laundry to wash. Meh. But we're home. The cats are well and crazy, Drew is having an awful time adjusting to this time zone and is fussy and non-sleepy, Scott has all of Drew's sleepy, and I'm dazedly taking one step after another trying to get things done. If I stop to think about it I may fall over asleep, but Scott let me get some nap-time in on the plane and in the car on the way home, so I have the advantage right now.
There were many many photos. None of them are presently online. I'll fix that some other time, later this week I hope.
The actual reunion was from Friday to Monday, but to reduce stress and because Scott wanted to see some things in the area, we flew in Thursday and back home today. I must say that only having to do one flight and not change planes makes it easier, and the extra day either end helped in lots of ways!
Wednesday night we discovered we'd lost the strap that lets us anchor the car seat to carry-on luggage for hauling through the airport. (Sellers of this strap assure the buyer that you can strap your baby in the car seat and use it as a stroller. We never planned to do that when we bought it, and I must recommend DON'T. Seriously, carry-on with a car seat is less stable than carryon usually is. It doesn't need a baby in it as it tips over.) Scott improvised a home-made version of same (since we now knew how it was intended to interact with the seat's straps from previous uses) which actually was better-fitting and more stable. Scott rocks. So does having the car seat attach securely to the luggage as planned.
Drew has a monkey-backpack-leash thing. I almost never put it on him, but in the airport (both days) we did. It saved us a couple dash-offs by pulling him up short. Most of the time we used it for the same purpose we always do - we hand it to him to snuggle with, as it's a very nice stuffy and he likes playing with the buckles on the straps and exploring them. Monkey! ("Mo!")
Managed a five-day trip with one checked, one carry-on, two backpacks, and my purse. Not too bad.
Arrived Thursday and promptly went to the Mall of America, aka mall of doom. (Our hotel was near the airport and maybe at most a mile from the Mall.) I...wow. I don't see the appeal of the mall. Then again, I don't see the appeal of most malls, so why should this one be different? I do see the appeal of the amusement park (amusement parks are fun), the aquarium (ditto), and a few of the stores, but by and large it's a mall. It's much of a sameness of a sameness, except there is more of the same thing than usual, and your feet get sorer than normal. A few things do stand out, having used the extra space for more than the 'much of a muchness' bit - the LEGO store, the aforementioned 'what are these doing in a mall?' spaces, and some of the artful structuring of escalators to look pretty. But mostly...ohdeargodgetmeoutofhere,it'samall.
Bought a couple things. First up: the dollar store. (Yes, there is a dollar store in the Mall of America. I...boggle.) I needed the soap I always use, since I like my hands not to itch and crack and bleed any more than necessary, and they usually have it. They did here too. Much wandering. Some food. The Lego store, where Drew played with the duplos at the sample table. He seemed to have fun. LUSH. I don't like the Portland Lush store, which is in an execrable location (the Pearl district, which is designed to give people who hate street parking the heebie jeebies, and which feels cramped, overcrowded, and overblown to me; I really dislike going there), and is too small and too crammed and too poorly ventilated (OMG cannot BREATHE). I was, however, hoping they might have some solid shampoo I hadn't tried (some while back I tried all they then had, at least at my local store, and was very disappointed as none really worked for me). I hadn't packed shampoo (I later learned Scott had, but I didn't know that when shopping). In any case, they had a couple so I got those to try (and one of them did just fine by me over the weekend; the other has a scent I love, but also a higher chance to trigger my allergies, so I didn't try it while there). The store in the MoA is a lot more allergy-friendly - still densely scented, but not as densely scented - and of course parking was not an issue.
Friday we went back to the MoA to go to the aquarium, which Scott had really wanted to do. It's overpriced, of course. But it's actually quite pretty; I enjoyed myself, and if I hadn't, I think I'd have enjoyed it just for Scott's and especially Drew's reactions. Drew loved the walk-through underwater tunnel area, and kept pointing excitedly at things. This despite the fact that we'd arrived near when he would normally take a nap (and we actually gave him a chance to fall asleep and take that nap before going; we just failed to get the actual nap). He was visibly sleepy and dazed, but fascinated (I wonder if it had that sort of enchanted feeling things get when you're observing them when you're really tired? It certainly would have worked well with that). Then seahorses, which he pointed at a lot.
Then jellyfish. I loved them. Which is how I failed to notice, until we came out into the bright lights of the gift shop, that my son had quietly slumped on Daddy's shoulder and gone sound asleep in the darkness. He didn't stir as we left, got to the car, put him in the car seat, and returned to the hotel. (Also, hah, we made it out without paying anything but admission! ...that's probably easier with a 16-month-old who falls asleep in the jellyfish than with a wide-awake five-year-old, though.)
That afternoon, people started arriving for the reunion. GLEE. Glee, glee, glee. SO GOOD to see everyone. SO GOOD. People I haven't seen in too long. People I've seen more recently but STILL not in too long. People I'd never met, but who are still the same sort of people I hang out with. Much, much fun. We began hanging out and playing games.
I was worried about bringing Drew, and in fact he was the only child there for much of it, and the only one I ever saw who was young enough to expect random behavior from (I don't know the ages of the others who were there, but they were only briefly present and I'd be surprised if they were under 10, and they were probably older). Mostly this seemed to go fine, though - a lot of people who were there have children of their own, and have been through the toddler stage. Several seemed to have a lot of fun playing with him. He was on fairly good behavior - a little overwhelmed, a little fussy, but mostly good. Sometimes he grabbed for bits of game and we had to play pass-and-distract and sometimes one of us stood aside from a game just to focus on him, but it seemed to work and I don't think it disrupted others' weekend.
Saturday morning, we broke from the reunion group and got together with
jenett to go to the Minneapolis zoo. It was lovely to finally meet her in person and to introduce her to Scott and Drew, and we had a good time at the zoo (some lovely moments with the animals). It was a bit too warm, but only a bit; we went first thing, arriving just a touch after opening, and the worst of the heat hadn't ramped up yet. We got Drew a hat for the sun, which in fact didn't stay on his head for 10 seconds straight, which is fairly normal. He's needed a new one anyway - his old ones don't fit - so now he has one. Which, I'm sure, won't stay on his head. :PThat was a great time to break from the group, because a bunch of them got together and decided to go to...the MoA and the aquarium. Not a bad thing to miss if I was going to miss something, since we'd been. I did miss at least one funny moment but since it got retold I got to share it. (A member of the group pointed at a store and said something along the lines of "Ooo, pointy things!" And then someone working at the mall walked up behind, and just a beat behind - but ignorant of the implication, I assume - said "want a free sample?")
Scott and I introduced several people to the game Pandemic (and then they introduced others, and so on). On the other hand, I'm pretty sure I'd never played Chez Geek before - I had fun. I'd have liked to play several games I didn't get to, but I can only be in one place at one time. (If that; sometimes I think I wasn't even all there. Heh.) I did get to play Dominion a few times, which was fun. Lots of joking and laughing and talking and gaming and good company.
And spiders. Drew saw a spider on the outside of the consuite window and pointed. "Spider," I said, innocently. "Bai!" "Yes, spider." For the following couple hours (I kid you not) he wanted to sit on the windowsill and point/stare at the spider. A couple people helped us keep him braced and watched while he over-and-over pointed and commented on his spider. The next day he pointed at the same window. "Bai!" I wandered over, but the spider was gone. Migrate to the other window. "Bai!" Sure enough, there was a spider on the outside. It was so cute. I'm glad they were on the outside, though. I'm sure he'll stick things in his mouth I wish he wouldn't (and in fact rocks, which we've already had to fish out, are worse than spiders in my opinion), but I really wasn't up to dealing with it right then. (Hey, it's protein...yeah. Heh.)
The hotel buffet (free with the group rate) and restaurant were both pretty good, and the restaurant wasn't too overpriced for its genre (plus Drew ate free since we ordered for us and were guests).
Drew was fighting shy the first night, by the last day he was still shy of some but was playing happily with the people who had spent the most time engaging him, even demanding to be held by a couple people. (Actually, now that I think about it and amusingly, those two people were the woman who has helped organize each of these reunions and the man who was the local organizer and handled the hotel for this one. Hee!)
Monday was rough - I was not at all ready for the weekend to end, and here was everyone heading out. Nooo! But, we were up early enough and not leaving ourselves, so I got to see a lot of people for one last goodbye at least. (And a few quick card games.) We were some of the last out of the consuite, and a group of us went to Culver's for lunch before they caught later flights than many members had.
It's sad hanging around town after the con has left. But in some ways it's easier than leaving while there's still anyone there - much as I wish the weekend could have gone on and on and on forever, I was there for the whole thing. I did miss some of it (not just for the zoo, but for sleep, for Drew, for food, because there were four things going on and I have still not mastered duplicating myself, etc.), but I was there for the whole time.
We'd originally thought maybe we'd go to the Como Park zoo or go swimming at the hotel or both. I wasn't up for swimming, really, and we'd seen flyers that the Dead Sea Scrolls exhibit was in town at the science museum. WELL then! Sorry, CPZ, but since we'd already been to a zoo and were tired, you lose in this equation. We left from the restaurant for the science museum where we had the tickets waiting for us, and basically walked in and into the exhibit.
Drew turned out to need more care (and an attack-nap) so instead of going through together we went through separately, Scott first. It was a fascinating exhibit; I suspect I'd have been better off reading a book, but it was neat to see the artifacts and the few scroll fragments on exhibition. Ironically what lingered with me most wasn't the scrolls, but the end of the exhibit where they talk about scribing and hand-written religious texts of various cultures and then go into the modern illuminated, handwritten copy of the St. John's Bible being created. They had sample pages from it on display. I'd been unaware of it, and some of the pages were very impressive. There's more information about it at this site, showing some of the pages.
Since we were already at the science museum, we explored some of the exhibits. Drew enjoyed several of them and there were a surprising lot of the light exhibits that he was able to observe or even interact with. He appeared to be quite fascinated and have a blast. The colored lights exhibit may not have had much meaning for him (or maybe it did, I'm not sure what they absorb from examples like that!) but he enjoyed flipping the switches loads.
Evening found us back at the MoA (aaaargh!) hunting for dinner. Scott really wanted to go to the Rainforest Cafe, so I agreed. We'd been to the one in Vegas and I remembered it as overpriced and a little noisy. Either my memory is off, they've changed over time, or this location is worse: it was overpriced and a LOT noisy. The acoustics were appallingly bad, so that the chatter of the patrons was magnified. That was BEFORE the animatronic apes started hooting and moving, and BEFORE the fake thunderstorm went off.
Ugh. We left without ordering; Scott was nice enough to indulge my "you have got to be kidding me" reaction. I was ready to tear my ears off. (If we'd gone earlier in the weekend, I could've maybe grabbed some earplugs and given it another go later, but it was a bit late for that.) I feel bad for that - everyone's dinner was delayed, and Drew seemed to enjoy the ambiance. On the other hand, he didn't seem upset to be taken away from it, either. I think it was just an Experience to him, and he had no idea that it might have gone on longer.
We went back to the hotel for dinner, since the hotel restaurant was a known-good quantity. Drew was fussy and tired by this point but basically did okay, and I was a lot better after food. (Plus, since I'm a member of the hotel's rewards program, we had coupons for two free drinks. They applied to most alcoholic drinks, but more importantly they applied to my soda and Scott's shake. Perfect! We didn't get that the con nights, since we were in the con block; but given that the room was $50 more expensive when the con block didn't apply, I am NOT TOO SAD that we didn't get the free drinks then. $50 will buy a LOT of shakes. More than we could ever drink.)
Our flight home was at 11:45 am, which meant we could get up at the same time we had been all weekend, go through the same routine, eat at the hotel buffet (where the staff, as had become routine, flirted a lot with our son; he ate it up all weekend), and head out in leisurely fashion to the airport. Boarding was delayed very slightly, but less than 15 minutes (of course, they finally started boarding just after Scott had left to change Drew's diaper, but he was VERY fast about it and we got on with the first class folks - families with small children having been called first). Drew was super-fussy, though, poor guy. He'd finally managed to sleep through the night last night (late to bed / early to rise had been the norm prior to that, with the excitement of hanging out with friends), so he wasn't tired enough to sack out completely on the flight. Still, he was fairly well behaved for as fussy as he was, and we mostly managed to keep him entertained. He flirted with the flight attendants and the other passengers when he was feeling happier.
Poor little guy is teething, too, which of course didn't make it easier.
Anyway, we landed on time, got our luggage without incident, and came home. Where I am still doing laundry. And wow, it's almost 11 central time. It feels way, WAY too late. Too bad. I still have one more load of laundry to wash. Meh. But we're home. The cats are well and crazy, Drew is having an awful time adjusting to this time zone and is fussy and non-sleepy, Scott has all of Drew's sleepy, and I'm dazedly taking one step after another trying to get things done. If I stop to think about it I may fall over asleep, but Scott let me get some nap-time in on the plane and in the car on the way home, so I have the advantage right now.
There were many many photos. None of them are presently online. I'll fix that some other time, later this week I hope.
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You were missed this weekend, both of you - and would like to meet your little one also. Maybe another one of these years?
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Actually, the best fun was Drew and some of the light exhibits. Heh.