I almost busted...
We are here after a rough travelling day. Tia had a terrible afternoon. She did not sleep well last night - she woke up crying at 1:40 for reasons unbeknownst to me, then at 4:30, Sloan came tearing into the room saying she was missing...apparently she'd fallen out of bed and went right back to sleep on the floor halfway under her little bed. So she did not have a good night's sleep. Combine that with no nap and you get a screaming, litterally uncontrollable screaming, child for the last half hour of the flight into Tampa. Oh, and to the man sitting in front of us who kept shooting us dirty looks and shaking his head in disgust...dude, you chose to sit in front of me so back off!
Anyway, Tia also scared the bejeebers out of me in the airport when we lined up to get on the plane (we were on Southwest). I thought she was lining up behind us but when I turned around she was gone. I started frantically looking for her and could not find her anywhere. My spidey senses kicked into hyper drive as I turned around in helpless circles. Finally Sloan said he saw her up at the front of the line. I ran up there calling her name and someone told me she was boarding the plane. I tore past the lady taking tickets and ran down the gateway and found her almost on the plane! Did no one see her? Geez! She kept me on my toes today for sure.
Now everyone is asleep. I already took them swimming and sufficiently wore them out - something I plan on doing pretty much every night for the next 26 days. I'll update with zany tales when I can! Until next time - good night!