on the road again...

Well, not really on the road. Specifically at the airport at 6:30 in the morning. And it's totally BUSY. Who are these people traveling at this ungodly hour?

Note to self. Quit letting Mr. Howell book our travel.

The plus side to leaving so early this morning was getting to kiss my sweet boy on the forehead and hearing a groggy "have a great trip mama; we'll miss you; bring me back a present."

Even half asleep that kid knows how to work it. Enjoy the rest of your morning my dears. I'll be attempting to sleep sitting upright between two strangers.

olive juice, okay?

emily

p.s. Did I mention my sock bun was patted down at security? Apparently it's super threatening...