Now that was an odyssey

On the way to the airport in Guangzhou.
Let's get on the plane, already!

The final leg of the journey.

Meeting Nana at the airport.

The flight crew that brought our baby to Kentucky.

Our trip home from China, you ask? Three words: ai yi yi! Long story short, thanks to Dragonair, we missed our flight out of Hong Kong. After running through the airport, we watched our United 747 push back from the gate and taxi off for America. It was the only heartbreaking moment of our entire trip.

The consolation prizes, such as they were, included 12 hours in Dragonair's first class lounge and a transPacific flight on Cathay Pacific. Drawbacks included 12 hours in Dragonair's first class lounge and a circuitous route home (rather than Hong Kong, Chicago, Lexington and arriving home on Saturday evening, we went to San Francisco, Chicago, Lexington and arrived around lunchtime on Sunday).

But can we talk about my daughters? I have no idea how we were fortunate enough to adopt another adventure baby, but it appears to be the case. Maryn slept for six hours on the international flight and fussed loudly only for about two minutes on the San Francisco-Chicago flight. Every other time, she could be quickly consoled. But in the final mile of our drive home with Nana, whoa Nellie! did she holler. It would appear that 39 hours, 14 minutes of travel is her upper limit. Not bad for a six-month-old baby.

We all have jet lag and are sleeping at bizarre times, but Maryn is our dream baby and Carlyn is the most amazing big sister we could've hoped for. I am so blessed to have these two daughters.