airplane, airplane, the word has lost all meaning...

For the record: twenty months is a difficult age to travel by air, especially when the child is flying as a lap child. It is also a difficult age to sit through a 1.5 hour Catholic mass. These events were basically our yesterday. Other highlights included Dillo shouting "AIRPLANE" whenever he saw one (since we were at an airport and/or on an airplane, this was often), Casper spilling a full cup of apple juice into her skirt while on the plane, and Dillo popping up over the back of the seat to shout "HEWWOW!" at our neighbors. Also we saw deer at the airport parking lot.

We had 6 inches of snow on Friday night (yay); a complete and total love-fest between Casper and her cousin Ryan, who is 9; swimming in the pool at the hotel; Dillo eating yo-yo for breakfast all by himself; a lot of whining by cousin Erin, who is 5 and having some kind of phase; and, of course, more Turbo-Toddler. In general Casper was a delight to be with the entire trip, and Dillo was charming yet exhausting.

I need a vacation. Am having second breakfast and hoping cup 2 of coffee will help make the day happen.

ugh

Just got a note in the mail from my dotty (great-) aunt Nancy. While she is 80, she has always been this dotty; she is estranged from her son and his family and her daughter moved to England to get away from her.

I quote, in full:

We enjoyed + saved the Christmas 2007 picture - lovely family - I would like to know does [Dillo Middlename] drink from his silver cup? We never [double underlined] heard - did you like it? I would like some acknowledgement of this gift - I was chagrined! I know you are busy with two children + a job + daily routine - your Mom kept telling me how badly you wanted a silver cup though I had already sent you a birthing check. Anyway forget it and send me a nice picture of [Dillo] holding his cup + I shall be happy! [Her daughter + husband] are off to Sicily for spring break + walking tour of the island - Hope all is well with you four.

Sincerely, Nancy [Lastname]

Note that the card reads, "Hope happiness blossoms wherever your sunny self goes today" and she has written in "+ all SPRING." I guess they don't make sprightly Easter cards with inscriptions about recriminations for non-thank-you-note-writing relatives.

I also note that I wrote a thank-you note for the check she sent when Dillo was born, and didn't realize the silver cup, which was sent by my mother, was supposed to be a gift from her. I suppose in the interest of being polite to one's dotty elderly relatives, I need to write her an apologetic thank-you note. Thank god she's not my mother and I only have to deal with her every couple of years.

don't think of it as LJ spam

too deep! help!, originally uploaded by casperflea.

Think of it as the posts I accumulated all weekend.

Click through if you want to see deadly cute pictures of daddies making snow angels and small boys in ear hats.