| Miss G being a good little girl on the flight back home |
On the way there my worst nightmare was realized. Little Miss G did not nap her usual two hours and she was throwing tantrums. Let me remind you that she is still a "lap child" so her wailing and flailing around on my lap with our meal on the tray is not a good situation. My little girl even slapped me! Ugh, well, at least the flight eventually had to end.
On our way back to Massachusetts she totally made up for the horrible flight over. She slept most of the way! Hallelujah! I think what helped was that we had our own row of three seats to ourselves. Nice :)
The trip:
Our wonderful trip consisted of shopping, family, Hurricane Hermine, Gladys Porter Zoo, friends, portraits, South Padre Island and eating to sum it up in a nutshell!
I was still on a bit of a shopping obsession on my visit since I had recently been given some money from my mom and husband. My only find was a pair of flat, gray boots for the fall, but I know that when the weather gets cold they will be one of my staples in my wardrobe--especially since I also have two new pair of "jeggings" :)
| Grandma and little G playing Chalupa |
| Loving putting sand her new buckets |
| She warmed up to the water and then didn't want to leave! |
| In the petting zoo |
I was happy to be able to meet up with some old high school friends at a new restaurant and catch up. It was the only evening that I left my little girl with her Grandma, but she did well as I knew she would. She got attached to her very quickly on this trip. Living so far away, unfortunately, I don't have the luxury of being able to leave Miss G with any family and go out and have fun so I definitely appreciate when I can.
| Playing at the portrait studio |
Lastly, was the drop-off at the airport. I don't know why, but when my mother was walking away after saying good-bye to me and her granddaughter I just lost it. I started crying uncontrollably for a while. It wasn't an "ugly cry" as Oprah calls it, but I was a little embarrassed that I could not fight back the tears as the guy at the airport was checking my ticket and ID. The other guy next to him actually asked me if I was alright. I must have looked a little pathetic. I didn't realize how sad I'd be to leave. I guess seeing how little G bonded to her Grandma so fast and them not being to be able to see each other as much as if we were living in Houston is what made me cry.
