I had been dreading my trip to California for my grandmother's 80th birthday party for months. In large part due to David not being able to go. I was terrified of traveling with three kids by myself. The upcoming trip weighed me down from October to January.
I am happy to report that the trip went much smoother than I had anticipated. We survived going through airport security without a hitch. In fact, most airport employees I came in contact with were very nice. I am sure they went out of their way to be friendly since they saw I was traveling alone with the boys.
Ethan would have stayed in California for much longer if we could have arranged it. The trip was a day longer than Ross would have preferred. Christian stole the hearts of his California relatives. He was a trooper walking Disneyland for eight hours and partying until midnight for his great grandma's birthday both on the same day.
We had a few hiccups. A woman passed out on our flight from DFW to Orange County. This caused quite a bit of excitement. In the early morning hours before our return flights home, Ross suffered an asthma attack. He had been clear of his asthma for three years. I had no medicine to give him and didn't know if I should put him on an airplane or get him to a hospital. It cleared enough after he sat in the bathroom with hot steam and we got him to the doctor when we got home. Ethan and Ross had a hard few days trying to catch up on school work even though I tried my best to work with their teachers to allow them to do some of their work before our trip. Their work load is back to normal now. Thank goodness!
