We have been going non-stop since we got here! Of course getting here was an ordeal in itself. Paige did great on the flights. She loved watching the take-offs. And being above the clouds was wonderful. She got so excited about that. On our first flight there was a family behind us: Mommy, Daddy, 1 year old boy. If the flight had been any longer I would have come off it in handcuffs. The entire flight that insert not nice word for a woman here talked very loudly in her very whiney, nasely voice about how scared she was of flying, how much she hated it, and how scary it was. Wonderful. Here I am flying with my 3 year old for the first time. Every time she got really loud so did I telling Paige how much fun flying is. I even started telling her how Uncle Ken jumps out of airplanes. She decided he's crazy.
We had 1 hour in Atlanta to go from terminal A to terminal D. Or so we thought. We were delayed taking off from our departure airport. We had 25 minutes to make our connecting flight. We just barely made it. Thanks to lots of running and the Atlanta tram we made it just before they closed the door.
There's a lot more to tell and lots of pictures to post. We've been to Myrtle Beach, played around on the Boardwalk and are getting ready to go out on the boat. As soon as Paige wakes up from a nap that is. First once since we've been here. She's been exhausted most of the trip. She just can't seem to stop herself from going, going, going. I think we may need a vacation to recover from our vacation! Expect more tomorrow or the next day when I've recovered a bit. We fly back home early tomorrow morning.