We're off to the Nati in the morning so that Ike-a-saurus' fancy new airway can get the once over. It feels like we JUST got home and here we are going back. But at least we were able to come home between scopes.
We fly out in the morning, Ike goes under on Friday morning and then hopefully we come back home Saturday morning. No whammies, no surprises, no major airline delays, no Twelve Monkey plagues.
I have borrowed no less than five inactive mobile phones to keep Ike entertained on the plane. I hope TSA doesn't mind.
The crazy, it has begun….