Greetings from the road

I'm not sure who said it was easy, but travelling 3,000 miles in a small metal box with a 7 month old child is in NO WAY SHAPE OR FORM easy. OK internet, you got that, do not believe the lies they tell you! Malka was WIRED and fidgety for the ENTIRE plane ride out to Portland. She FINALLY fell asleep for the last 45 minutes of the flight. There's just WAY too many interesting things and people who will make goo goo faces at Miss Malka Palka Pooka Palka even though we were trying to get her to go to sleep. She was thrilled, however, as she had about 4 bottles in a 6 hour period. Heh. Little bugger.

This am, she has finally shifted to West Coast time, and just in time, as she JUST woke up from her nap, and we are about to go visit Mama Mo and her brood from Bike Ridin Mama. we hung out last winter when we were home, but that was before Malka.

Last day of work was fine. Nothing exciting happened. I'll blog more about that later, but right now, Miss thing needs some breakfast...