standby

This morning we woke up at 5:30 (the earliest I've been up in a looooong time) just to get ready and drop Fenway off at Camp Mutt before heading to the airport. Our original flight was the red eye this evening, but we decided to wait on Standby for the AM instead. The best part was we were numbers 6 and 7 on the wait list, but were automatically bumped up to numbers 1 and 2 when we checked in with the airlines. Needless to say Mom, Smalls & James were pleasantly surprised when we arrived 14 hours early!

This is going to sound inappropriate, but my favorite thing to do with my nephew is let him run around in just his diaper.  Him and his dog, Harley, are bff's and as you can see, James would rather go in his birthday suit rather than just a diaper.

If you ask James, "how strong are you?" or "show me your muscles", this is the result.

Carpool in Arlington was a reunion of love.

James enjoyed having his breath taken away when he put his face in front of the fan. He thought it was absolutely hysterical. 

Mike and I were honored to fly with 13 of the 53 Paralympics headed to London. It was sweet how the stewardess made a few announcements over the intercom to let everyone know and of course everyone on board went nuts with applauds and excitement.

One of the best parts of getting in early was the chance to help James out with "bath time." I put that in air quotes because the tubby time consisted of a bar of a soap, a luffa and a sailboat. Mom and Smalls claim they don't have toys because he doesn't have bath time at Mom's house, but I guarantee after my time with him he now has a few toys to play with if the chance ever comes up again.

And he brushes his own teeth, which is in itself adorable.

Sister sisterssss. My soulmates met me out for a drink (or two) while we were there Friday night.