so, where to begin...reagan and i took a trip to utah for the williams family reunion. i have come to believe that there is no such thing as a simple trip to the airport for us. first, we had to drive 3 hours to the atlanta airport. then while i was circling the parking lot, poor reagan barfed his guts out. not just baby barf, but heaving, lurching, gut wrenching adult barf. everywhere. i was hysterical and behind the wheel. what a combo. by some miracle thomas and i get reagan cleaned up and we check into our flight at the airport. but, the story does not end there. en route to our concourse, we get to spend about 352 minutes in line for the screening process. so no matter how much time we alotted, there was no way we were going to make it to the plane. at this point i am running down the concourse like a crazy person,(in flip flops no less) pushing a baby with a queasy stomach that smells like vomit and stomach acid in a stroller . i make it to the gate just as they shut the doors. i am then informed that there is nothing that i can do at this point and that i need to reschedule my flight. superific. unfortunately, this is the last flight of the day and i have to call thomas, who is driving back to tuscaloosa, to come and get me and reagan. i am put on standby for the 6:30am flight the next day. but, lucky for me, my luggage and reagan's carseat made it on the flight and were well on their way to salt lake. hurray. ulitimately, the airline paid for half our hotel and lent us a bottom of the line, 20 lbs and under weight limit, rickety, broken, car seat. i got up at 3am and made the 6:30am flight, all fresh and chipper as can be. some old woman gave me half of her burger king breakfast sandwich. it was very weird and i was wondering just how homeless i looked at that point that i garned a free meal from a stranger. anyway, once we got to utah, we had a great time and here are some pictures to prove it. also, i was randomly at the univesity mall with my mom before we left for bear lake and who did i run into??? jessica creer!!! what a great surprise! her adorable kids were with her and we were able to chat for a few minutes! i wish i had more time to see them, but i what a pleasant event!
barf baby and me at the atlanta airport.
my beautiful cousin angie. notice poor reagan's sunburn. it was only like 65 degrees outside and he was pretty well covered, but he still was roasted. i felt like the WORST mother in the world. i had been away from utah too long. all that altitude and thin air did things to my mind.
the view from our cabin.
i'm not really sure what this picture is of, but it is funny to look at. it looks like reagan is highstepping with our cousin janelle and david is smelling his armpit. go figure.
reagan has discovered thomas's belly button and likes to put things in it. usually it is his thumb. today, it was his bottle brush.
sometimes he also likes to blow zerberts on thomas's stomach.
i think in this shot reagan is heading for meatball. notice the alarm in meatball's eyes.
our cute baby. this is the smile he makes when he eats bananas.
4 comments:
i got a good chuckle out of that last picture - the banana smile!!
hahaha... LMAO at the rest of the story. heidi, you crack me up!!! when are we gonna live near each other again!!!
"some old woman gave me half of her burger king breakfast sandwich. it was very weird and i was wondering just how homeless i looked at that point that i garned a free meal from a stranger."
oh my gosh, i wish i could have seen that exchange! hahaha. i laughed out loud with that part of the story. and then when i read it out loud for scott to see what was so funny, i could hardly get it out i was laughing so hard. it was so fun seeing you.
What a story! And yet, I'm not completely shocked. Ninety-nine percent of the things that happen to you could ONLY happen to you!! :-)
But I'm glad you got to the Beehive State in one piece and that you snapped some quality pics of you and the fam. Were Steve and Sarah there as well?
And I love that last one of Reagan! What a cutie!!
By the way, did you know there's a lawyer in Louisiana (in New Orleans, I think) who's named Reagan Simpson??? I took the liberty of Googling Reagan's name the other day and that's what popped up. Coooooool!
I have to say the sandwhich part is the funniest part of the story! I hate that happened to you, but I appreciate the story because it sure is entertaining!
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