For Easter I took the kids to Boise by myself. Who would have guessed that the boys would be sitting on their own row of the airplane because it only seats 2 and 2? The 2 minutes that the beverage cart was separating me from a 5 year old and 3 year old seemed like an eternity.
When we landed for our layover in Salt Lake we had 12 whole minutes to make our next flight. We must have been quite a sight running from concourse B to concourse X, actually E, but it felt like an eternity. Carter was holding on to the stroller for dear life and Cole was sprinting behind me smiling, meanwhile Caroline was crying which at least alerted people that we were coming through.
It was an adventure. But well worth it when we finally made it to Grandma and Papa's house.
Caroline's first porch swing with Grandma
Driving the yellow corvette
Easter egg hunt in the backyard. Does it look like it was only 30+ degrees?
It was a very fast egg hunt.
Here are the kids after the long day of flying home. Zoned out on the couch. I was too tired to get them all to smile, but we at least got an official Easter picture.
