We are never travelling again until Soren is off at college. Someone said to me a while ago "Soren must be a great traveller, you guys take so many trips." Nope, we're just crazy. Soren is a HORRID traveller! Last Thursday he and I flew to Chicago to meet Isaac and spend the weekend visiting friends and our old stomping ground. It didn't go very well to say the least. Soren refused to nap, and didn't sleep well at night either. So needless to say he wasn't in the greatest mood. We didn't end up getting to do much as a result. But we did spend some time with our dear friends Sam and Erin, and that was wonderful. When I win the lottery I'm going to move them here to Minneapolis because I miss them oodles.
I thought Soren might like flying because he is obsessed with pointing out airplanes when they fly over us (which happens frequently since our house is in the flight path of most planes landing at MSP). He did like the airport and seeing the planes, but I don't really think he got that we were actually in one, nor that we were flying.
Playing trains and Legos with Erin