Mr. Harris, Baby Danger, and I are taking off for Denver tomorrow afternoon. For a brief moment we considered driving, but 500 miles of driving + stopping every 2-3 hours for feeding baby and changing diapers + nasty roads= thoughts of suicide. Doesn't a 60 minute flight seem much better? Yes, I thought so too.
Christmas in Denver is going to be a blast- all of Ben's siblings will be there and Dylan will be able to meet his aunts, uncles, and cousins for the first time. Also, Dylan has two cousins on the way- one in April and another a few months after that. I love that Dylan will have cousins that are his age! Cause seriously, family gatherings are so much more fun when you have a buddy to hang out with.
Unlike during our Thanksgiving flights, I am not panicing about flying with an infant. If Dylan could handle a 3 hour flight to Indianapolis, he'll likely be fine with a 1 hour flight. Mind you, I'm hoping that he doesn't have a repeat performance of 4 (seriously) #2 diapers while in air. All during the same flight. And we ran out of diapers in the end. TMI? Sorry. The joys of motherhood, right?
I hope that you all have a fabulous Christmas and are able to spend time with the ones that you love.
When I get back from Denver I really want to discuss the current fashion trend to which I finally gave in- jeans tucked into boots. Brace yourselves.