Summer’s Over…

…And we are following the geese flying south(west) to our winter stay.

I was very nervous for our flight back to the United States. I almost dreaded it because I did not know what to expect. Flying to Sweden earlier this year was easy because we were two caretakers with a pretty immobile baby.

Now on the other hand, I was flying solo with a baby that just can’t sit still and wants to climb on everything! Oh, and he is q sucker for everyone’s attention.

I had not need to worry. This baby is an angel and a precious gift. I must have some good karma.

On the flight across the big pond, we were lucky enough to get a two-seater to ourselves. Thank you SAS! It was a great trip. He slept for takeoff and landing. In between he charmed the entire plane, found a new friend and got tons of attention from the flight attendants, he loved it! He got tons of compliments on his crazy hair and his awesome in flight behavior. Yup, I was a proud and happy, albeit tired, mama.

Now we had been on the move for about 14 hours. He then charmed his way through customs and security on to our next flight. This is a rough flight. 6 hours in a cramped space with no food or tv (unless you want to pay for both). Thus flight just feels like a big vacuum of nothingness. It is physically and mentally straining. Luckily the charmtroll has slept the first 3 hours.

It might have been uncomfortable at times, but it has gone very smoothly thanks to this lovely baby and all the amazing people we have been lucky to interact with today!

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