We're Home

Ian made it. Five days in Cleveland, but Ian made it. And we made it.

We had an exciting trip. He was perfect on the flight up.

• Ian saw his first snow,
• had his first Thanksgiving,
  
• he went to his first football game (too bad the Texans lost, despite his Texans' onesey jersey),
• he met a ton of cousins and aunts and uncles,
• he had his first professional photo shoot,
• he met a miniature donkey (don't ask),
• and, of course, he took his first plane flight.

Unfortunately, Betsy and I are still learning about Ian and don't always get everything right. Our flight home was at about 6:00 PM. Ian does much better in the morning. We know that, but didn't think about it when we planned the flight. He cried the whole way home. He was really tired and just couldn't fall asleep.

When we got home as Betsy walked through the door with Ian, he broke into laughter. I don't know if he recognized our house or could smell that he was home, but he was VERY excited.

We had a good trip, but we are all glad to be home.



Here's a picture of Ian at the Texans - Browns game. His eyes are closed because he can't bear to watch the Texans lose.