We left this morning for Seattle to visit some friends and family. The flight left Spokane at 6:30am and we got to hitch a ride with Shellie to the airport. So we got Hazel up at 4:15 or so to just stick her in the car and go. But the poor baby woke up at 12, 1, 2, and 3 with a stuffy nose and I'm guessing a sore throat by the sound of her voice. So she barely slept last night. As well as Jason, myself, and Shellie.
But her cheerful disposition didn't waver one bit. Just a little crying when Jason woke her up and that was it. She was sunny and happy during the whole trip.
We're at Anne and Nate's right now and she's finally napping after much convincing. We enjoyed ourselves this morning chatting and eating a lovely leek and bacon quiche. Right now we're chilling and watching W. We'll be spending time with Mr. Wes and my parents tomorrow and the rest of the weekend. So I'm just praying that this doesn't turn into the little vacation from hell with a sick baby. It's just no fun when you feel so bad for your little girl.
And missing the husband too.