We are in WA . . .

YIPEE!!! We had one horrible day of travel but it is so worth it. We left our house in TX at 12:00Pm on Thursday and we didn't get to my mom's house until nine hours later. Big D came to the airport with us and was able to get a security pass and get us to the gate. They even let him carry Dallas' carseat onto the plane. Dallas was excited to be on the plane. He was sitting by the window and could see all the other airplanes around us. He was so happy and when we took off he knew we were going up into the clouds. After a bit he fell asleep. It was almost 3 hours past his naptime and he needed sleep really bad. I nursed Phoebe and she went to sleep to. So for about 30 minutes I had some peace. I got out my iPod and jammed to some tunes. Of course my peace was short lived. Dallas woke up and I got his DVD going. Phoebe woke up throughout the flight and screamed. I think the people around us were hating us. Dallas was kicking the seat in front of us and crying when I told him to stop. About half way through the flight he told me that he was all done with the airplane. As we flew into WA I got to see my mountain and as always it brought me to tears. It is amazing how such a beautiful sight can move me so much. When we landed he didn't understand why we couldn't get off right away. We were at the very back of the plane and were the last ones off because I had to juggle the 2 kids and all of our stuff plus Dallas' carseat. When we got off the plane our stroller was waiting for us and I wanted to put D in it but he wanted walk. I tried to balance my huge bag on the stroller and put his carseat in the seat. He started crying because he wanted me to carry him but I couldn't because I had Phoebe in the sling. So there I was holding his hand, carrying Phoebe and pushing this huge monstrosity of a stoller with Dallas screaming. It was a sight to see. Of course we landed at the satelite terminal and had to ride the tram to the main terminal. I get to the tram and the doors open. I am trying to pull the still screaming Dallas into the tram and push my stroller also. Right about this time Phoebe starts screaming and Dallas doesn't want to get on . I am on and a kind stranger picked Dallas up and put him on the tram. This was enough to get him really screaming because he hates strangers. So needless to say I was miserable. So I am riding the tram trying to calm both kids down and the carseat falls off the stroller and then the stroller falls over the other way because of the weight of my bag. At this point a kind flight attendant saw I needed some help and she offered to push my stuff to baggage claim. Thankfully my mom and dad were waiting for us. All of our bags arrived and we were safe. The traffic on the way home was just the icing on the cake. But we are here and that is all that matters.