But we're here. And nothing could be better than seeing my mom and dad waiting for us. We couldn't be happier to see them.
Tuesday, May 6, 2008
Door to door, that's about how long it took us to get from Ann Arbor to Australia. Amy and Lisa encouraged me with stories of "it wasn't nearly as bad as I anticipated." Well I'll tell you what, it was just about exactly how bad I had anticipated it to be. Max slept a total of about 5 of the 33 hours. Aviva had 5 or 6 dirty diapers just from LA to Auckland. We walked off the plane in Adelaide with Max in his pajama top and dirty sweat pants from the day before. Aviva was in a dirty shirt and no pants at all. There wasn't a single diaper left in our carry on stuff. Sigh of relief - in New Zealand I started getting really worried we weren't going to make it. Max threw all out 10 minute temper tantrums on both the second and third flight. I mean the kind of tantrum where you just can't do a single thing except watch him and wonder if the devil has possessed his body. The second one was extra fun because of the ten year old boy in the row next to us shouting things out every few minutes like "This is why I hate babies!" and "Not again!"