Today I took on the dreaded task of flying with my 3 boys. I was lucky to have the help of their grandma and auntie, but I digress. It's amazing all the things you can learn by flying with someone, for example, Rhys will tolerate any loud noises as long as it ends up with him going up into the clouds and Oliver is a very firm believer that in order to have a good trip you need to fart in the airport. I have a feeling though that his 'lucky fart' was just an excuse to fart in the airport and announce it as loudly as possible.
Here in BC, it was really warm so OF COURSE, I ended up getting 2 bad headaches and while trying to sleep so I wouldn't have to deal with it B and Ollie kept interrupting me for absolutely NO reason what so ever and they couldn't stop asking why I was getting angry, Hmmmm...
Here we are though, In beautiful BC ready to go to bed because I've been up since 3am, my headache is creeping back, my c section scar is crossing the line from inconvenient irritants to WTF WHY IS THIS STILL HAPPENING?
I'll try to post again tomorrow but we are on a trip visiting family so my blog has to take the passenger seat for the week.
Until Next Time