So they tell me, anyway. Things went very smoothly leaving Bellingham and traveling down a very snowy and icy I-5 South to Seattle. And things went smoothly at the Seattle airport--we breezed through security and made it to our gate with two hours to spare. Dennis LOVED watching the plane before ours leaving the gate (he said "bye bye plane") and got very excited about the train of luggage carts that was circling the area. He waved at all the passing planes and trucks. He watched our plane come in and watched the breezeway connect to it. He loved the whole airport experience there.
Now we're in Denver. He was excellent on the first flight, no crying, not too much climbing on top of us. He didn't fall asleep until the last half hour, though. It was dark when we arrived here, but we can see a little snow on the ground. Didn't see the Continental plane that's crashed here, but that's probably a good thing. We were supposed to be out of here an hour and a half ago, but the flight attendant didn't show up. We just got a report that we'll be boarding in about 20 minutes. We've had time for a couple of diaper changes and a nice sandwich supper (very good deli sandwiches) for our Christmas Eve meal. Since it will be Christmas when we finally get to Birmingham, I thought I'd go ahead and post here. The picture shows Dennis enjoying playing with his Thomas fleet here at the airport. He was a little upset when we got to the gate, and though we let him run around, it didn't really solve the problem. I took his boots and socks off and he was one happy camper. He's been wiggling his bare toes for an hour and now it's time to re-shoe him for the flight.
They tell us we'll be home for Christmas. Here's hoping!
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