We are back in Portland and back to the daily routine. Well, almost. We stuck with the time difference and went to bed at 8:30 last night and woke up just after five this morning without the help of the alarm. The flights were great. No delays anywhere and Eliot was a champ. In fact, after all the worry and preparations, the airline only asked one question. “Did you pay for him?” When they saw we had, they ushered him right through without even a glance. We gave him a slight sedative that didn’t knock him out, but seemed to make him very meditative. We would take him out at airports and he behaved like a little Zen master. My parents can tell you that this is not his normal behavior.
I couldn’t possibly talk about everything we did while we were in Arkansas, but here is a short list.
Toured the Clinton Presidential Library
Played Guitar Hero
Ate everything that wasn’t nailed down, and then ate some more, and when we were through with that we ate even more.
Played with freakishly cute babies
Played with freakishly cute puppies
Rang in the New Year in Fayetteville with some friends and the intoxicated older neighbors
Played 2 games of Monopoly
Played 2 marathon games of Risk, one in which I totally lost my grip on rational adult behavior
Learned the goofy ways my nephew communicates
Took only about four pictures the whole time
Used a Neti Pot
It was a lovely trip for us. We are terribly sorry if we missed you on this trip, but hopefully we will be close enough this summer to catch everyone. Or, you know, you could come here. I would wait until the spring or summer though. Ok, that is about as far as my brain is taking me today.