Or maybe I should just title this "The Adventures of Sam and Eamon". As you can see by the pictures below, Eamon and Sam developed quite the buddy bond last week in Islamorada. I took advantage of some great fares on JetBlue and crashed Leezie & Speed's vacation for a few days with Mr. E. In my mind, taking an energetic 20-month-old on a flight by myself with a pack-n-play, our stroller, multiple bags, laptop, etc. would be a cinch. After all, I'd just accomplished the same task (minus the P-N-P) last month when we flew to New Orleans. But of course, toddlers are as unpredictable as crowds at the airport and this time neither went in our favor. Worst was the trip back--before the flight, we hit Miami traffic en route to Fort Lauderdale from Islamorada and the 90-minute trip wound up taking nearly twice as long. Long story short, once we hit NJ, after nearly 9 hours of travel Eamon (and I) had HAD IT. Fussy kid, impatient people, impatient kid, fussy mom (poor Mark who had to pick us up at Newark...I was so exhausted and fried I couldn't even talk!). But I could only blame myself, so I tried to stay sane through it all and make an adventure out of it!
Enough moaning and groaning about travel. Our time in Florida was priceless, especially seeing Eamon and Sam running around and having a blast. Except for the time when we had to rip them away from the kids' store--and all of the toys--Leezie and I could only laugh as they threw their duel meltdowns. Little (or, shall I say not so little...) Jack would do his best to crawl after the two big boys but didn't get very far. Maybe in a few more months, Jack! The pics below speak for themselves. Thanks for the good times, Wassner-Smith Family!
Here's the album!
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