Monday, December 04, 2006

Goodbye to Florida

Well, it's almost past due to publish this post, but I thought I should wrap up the story of our trip to Florida. We had a relaxing Saturday after our long day at Sea World on Friday. It was sad knowing our trip was coming to an end but we enjoyed the day as the kids played outside and the adults spend the late evening playing a board game (a tradition when we're together. Sunday was a nice yet rushed day. We all got ready for church, attended Sunday School and church (albeit leaving Philip screaming in the nursery; not unusal as he does this each week at our own home church), hurried home for a quick lunch and threw everything and everyone in the van. On to Miami!

It was hard saying goodbye in the airport as we had had such a wonderful time together. The worst part was seeing Hannah crying so hard over saying goodbye to Grandma. Philip kept wanting to hug Hannah but she wasn't much interested after the first hug. (I know now that he had an ear infection which makes him that much more clingy!) Around 4:00pm, Matthew, Philip, Ruth Ann and I set off to find our gate with plenty of time as our flight was at 6:50pm.

We enjoyed a good dinner of Quinzo's subs and headed back to the gate to await our flight. The plane arrived in good time and Philip and I watched the baggage cars driving around outside. "Look, Philip! There's your carseat!"

Well, when 6:30pm came and no mention of boarding had been mentioned, Matthew began to wonder what was up. Finally around 7:15pm, the announcer said that plane had a malfunction and they were working on it. At 8:00pm (these times are estimates for those who really care), we were told the plane would not be operational and all flights were booked until Tuesday! My thought was, "We can walk on the Miami beach tomorrow morning!" Hey, I'm a stay-at-home mom and my child was with me so what was the rush. However, Matthew and Ruth Ann both had work on Monday and didn't like the idea of using up a vacation day to be stuck in Miami.

After sitting around for another hour (walking the halls with Philip, pushing him in the stroller hoping he would sleep, watching Boz on Matthew's laptop), they announced a plane would be arriving which could fly us home leaving Miami at 10:30pm. Yeah! Luckily Charlotte was our final destination but it stunk for people catching connecting flights out of Charlotte because they would have to spend the night in a hotel there and then catch their next flight the following morning.

At 10:15pm, we FINALLY boarded our plane. Philip was very sleepy at this time and thankfully, fell asleep in my lap before we even took off. He had been running a fever earlier in the day, but I had forgotten to give him more Tylenol in the airport. During the flight, he remained asleep but I could tell his fever was rising again and he whimpered off and on throughout.

We arrived in Charlotte at 12:15am and I gave him the Tylenol. We grabbed our baggage and stepped outside into the chilly night air. Next was the wait for the shuttle back to the long term parking lot -- 30 minutes!! Philip and I sang many verses of "The Wheels on the Bus" while we waited. He was in a sweet, sleepy mood. Finally got on the shuttle, found our car, drove the hour back to Spartanburg, took Ruth Ann home and arrived at our house at 2:30am. What a night. Philip slept until 10:00am the next morning.

He did seem cranky on Monday, but after that kind of night what would you expect. However, he did have a fever of 102 on Tuesday morning too so to the pediatrian's we went. Yup, an ear infection. The remainder of last week got a little better. He's on Augmentin which causes diarrhea and his skin broke out all over in a rash on Thursday (probably the virus leaving his body). Friday night we bought our Christmas tree, decorated it on Saturday, attended church Sunday morning, our adult choir's "The Christmas Celebration" that night (Philip sat through it with us and enjoyed it very much especially being able to clap after each song and watching the Wise Men walk in to worship the Baby (toddler) Jesus), and much needed house cleaning today.

There you have it. I'm now caught up. Whew!

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