Our Trip Home

Our last night in New York was very bittersweet.  We were a little tired of the small living space.  We were pretty ready to have more than one bathroom again.  Would we have stayed another month? Yes. For sure. We loved it and were having a great time, but it was time to come home.  The night before we left, Finn talked to us about all the things he would do when he got home. He was very excited to get to see all his grandparents.

Our last night included a final stop at Bleeker Playground

and dinner.

Dinner with Finn's new friend he calls "amphibious pal and baby."

We woke up last Saturday morning like we had nothing to do that day.  We finally realized we better kick it into gear or we would not be getting home.

Finn is such a trooper. He will gladly go anywhere.  He had his bags packed, his hat on, and was ready for the plane ride.

When we got to the airport, they weighed our suitcase and what do you know....we gained five pounds of crap in our suitcase.  This meant it was now over the limit and it would cost us $100.  I was not about to pay such a price.  I had Tosh open the suitcase right there on the sidewalk. I was prepared to take all of my underwear and throw them in the trash, or the street for that matter.  We ended up taking out our coats and reweighing.  Ding ding! We were in. 

Finn is a super traveler.  Tosh and Finn of course sleep a good chunk of the flight. I must admit now that I know  Finn is ok on the plane, I do a little sleeping myself.

  I wanted a picture but just couldn't pull it together...

  Oops caught you with your mouth full...

  

 Just go with it. HA!

 Finn loves the electronic side walks.  He won't let us walk though. So instead of going faster, they sort of slow us down.

 We had a layover in Denver.  

 On the last leg of the trip, Finn told me how excited he was to go home, ride his scooter, do bowling, etc. He was so excited to see Meme and Pawpaw and ride in their new van.  

 

He was also eager to go home and play with Nana and Grandad.  He enjoyed playing outside with them and spraying us down with a water hose.

 He calls home "the red door."  

It feels good to be back at "the red door."  We are settling back in nicely.