Friday 22 July
By day six of trying to fly to the states, the kids were getting pretty tired.
They were learning to sleep just about anywhere...
...and I mean ANYWHERE.
But despite the unpredictable schedules and minor setbacks, the kids were as happy as ever.
Saturday 23 July
On day seven (if my math has been correct), we finally got onto a plane. We sat in the jump-seats of a cargo plane, not far from a huge army truck.
The woman sitting next to Joey was a lifesaver. Her name is Marcia or maybe Marsha. She was such an angel and helped me with my kids. I know the Lord placed her in our path to help make this flight easier.
This is how my kids spent most of the flight, sleeping on the floor of the plane.
I've said it before, and I'll say it again: Flying Space A is better than commercial any day.
From here on, I have no idea if my dates are correct. My camera is set on German time which is nine hours ahead of Washington State. So my days get a little mixed up. What I do know is that we arrived at Grandma and Grandpa D's house well past midnight on Sunday July 24th.
Sunday 24 July
We had missed our week-long family reunion, but luckily Erin stayed a little longer with her kids in hopes that we would still arrive. My kids were thrilled to get to see their cousins. They played and played and played. They got wet and muddy. They chased chickens. They rode big-wheels.
They also rode in this wagon, which was being pulled by Grandma W in her riding lawn mower.

After Church on Sunday, the old folks, along with a few young folks (I won't say who is "old" or who is "young"), gathered together to chat and have dinner.
Here we have Aunt Sharon, Meledie, Grandma D., Auntie Doris, Uncle Lynn, Joel, and Grandpa D.
Monday 25 July
My kids slept on the floor of a camper with their cousins. While I shared a bed with Erin.
TJ was so tired from our travels that he crashed without any problem.
Tuesday 26 July
Tonight Grandma W. (my mom) took my kids and Erin's kids up to sleep in the hayloft.
Years ago, my grandma would do the same with us.
Grandma did this with all of the grandkids who came to the family reunion.
She was so thoughtful to do it again for my kids so they could share this special memory.
The kids listened to Grandma tell stories. And Grandpa (my dad) came out in the evening and played the harmonica until everyone was asleep. A perfect night.
Wednesday 27 July
Today is David's birthday. I'll post more on that eventually.
But can you imagine where he spent the morning of his first birthday?
A walk in health clinic, which happened to be attached to a pharmacy.

Turns out that Joey and I both have strep throat. David? Nothing. He's just cranky to be cranky, I guess. Maybe all the travelling finally got to him.
As you can see, David was not cranky for long.





















































