Jett and I had successful flight to LAX Monday night, and I don't even think I developed an ulcer. I sat next to this wonderful couple who had 6 kids (they even told me they were the perfect people to be seated next to), they were amazing and so helpful. Never underestimate the kindness and generosity of strangers!
This lady held Jett for me while I set up my stroller and then rolled my carry on bag down to oversize baggage claim so I could get my car seat. They were such an answer to my millions of frantic prayers. I had been so worried about how I was going to get out of the airport pushing Jett in the stroller, pulling my carry on, wearing a backpack and carrying the carseat and the base. But these awesome people alleviated all that stress for me. I will always look for young moms that need help on flights now.
My parents picked us up and Jett was the main attraction. Seriously though, my parents didn't even hug me, just Jett. Good thing I had him. But then they bought me cafe rio so I just tried to forget about being shafted.
It's so nice to be home, even if it is one if the last times I'll be in my childhood home.
