She was a neat lady with a bit of an edge. she could be relied on for a smart or sarcastic remark. I liked her immediately. even though she never got the chance to meet my son she loved him and provided him with his first Texas rangers apparel. she will be missed.
what this meant for us is that in addition to grieving on Saturday we would leave created butte and make the 5 hour drive home then fly to Houston sunday morning. the thought of all I this on Saturday morning made me nervous to say the least. traveling with a 3 month old is not something I would put on the list of stress relieving activities. but as we are on our final leg tonight, the drive from Denver airport to our home about an hour away my son is sleeping peacefully in his car seat. Vince has been off any routine, passed around by loving relatives eager to hold him and on two plane rides in a 60hr. period.
and he has been. a. champ.
so chill, so calm and we are so thankful. he has slept when we wanted him to and been awake and happy the rest of the time. we want to buy him ice cream or some sort of reward. how do you reward someone who doesn't understand the concept of rewards?
anyway, for the time being we will just remain thankful.
sleeping on the road
sleeping on the plane
riding the tram to baggage claim
finally home
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