In-Plane Sight

This afternoon, we set off on a three-flight excursion (a three-legged race, if you will) to Portland, Oregon, the central location of our week-and-a-half vacation in the Pacific Northwest. My mom is joining us once again—proof that she is an awfully good sport and/or has completely lost her mind.

On this opening day of the Olympics, I’d like to award a gold medal to Olivia for her patience and cooperation throughout this very long day of travel. Given our child’s frequent inclinations toward turbulent temperaments, we were pleasantly surprised when she displayed a champion’s form in the terminals and aboard the planes.