Chronicles of Portlandia...

Our time in Portland is numbered...hours - minutes - seconds...can't take it with us! Thomas and I have been having fun, and though we joke about our time being all planned out, we've enjoyed a little down time...emphasis on little. Thursday we arrived in the afternoon. Our drive from Denver was slightly delayed by a need for extra sleep, but we made it to the airport and through security with plenty of time to wolf down our lunch and go to the bathroom. Our flight was rather uneventful, except for the loud father/daughter who had an unplanned reunion on the flight and talked unceasingly about rather trivial and personal matters loud enough for everyone to pen their biographies....oh yeah, and the turbulence that nearly caused me to give up the lunch I enjoyed. Otherwise, rather uneventful... But when that flight ended, the bliss began. Dad whisked us away to see the newest member of our family. It wasn't long before he woke up from his nap, and since then it has been almost non-stop cooing and smiling and giggling. Granted Ollie has a pretty strong sleep schedule, so every hour and a half or so, he abandons us for the snuggly dreams of his sleep sack. But he has given me lots of smiles and made my day! To be continued...