Reunited at Last!

On April 6, Glenn and I woke up early (and actually it was snowing that morning!) and went to the airport with Grandma Esther.  We had 2 big suitcases and 2 small suitcases and a back pack.  Glenn was very clingy and wanted me to hold him.  I was trying to get the suitcases weighed and checked and hold Glenn and it was really hard.  I was sure glad my mom was there to help me.  Once I got 3 of the bags checked it was a lot easier.  My mom took a couple pictures of us with her camera and then we said good-bye.  Glenn and I went through Security and then went to the terminal.  He was so excited to see the planes and to be finally getting on one!  We had talked a lot about airplanes and how we were going to ride on one to Virginia. 

As we waited for some of the first class passengers to board a gentleman sitting near us told me that we could board before most of the other passengers because I had a little child.  I was grateful for his suggestion and we were able to board sooner.  We went on the plane and found our seats.  Glenn looked out the window and had fun looking at the little buttons and such that were at our seats.

 

We had the middle and aisle seats and another man had the window seat.  Because of the snow that morning they had to defrost out wings before we could take off.  This man was kind enough to let Glenn watch out the window as they sprayed pink stuff all over the plane.  He also let Glenn look out when we were up in the air. 

Glenn did pretty well on the flight and even took a good long nap.  Before he fell asleep, we asked one of the flight attendants for his own set of wings.  Some friends of ours had told us that they like to give wing pins to little kids on their first flights.  So we asked and got one!  I then noticed her going around to the other kids on the flight and giving them each a set as well.

I was very happy to have gotten on a direct flight!  When we got off the plane—and we were the last ones off—a gentleman started to approach me.  I didn’t recognize him at first, but he said he was the one who suggested the early boarding.  Oh yes, now I recognized him.  He noticed I was alone and had my hands full.  He wondered if I needed a ride from the airport anywhere.  He, his wife and daughter were returning home to Maryland from a trip to Utah.  I was grateful to this sweet man who looked beyond himself and wanted to help me.  I did follow them around the airport because they knew where they were going and I didn’t.  They waited with me as I waited for Paul.  He was meeting us there and we were excited to see him.

When Paul finally walked around the baggage claim, I said to Glenn, “Glenn who’s that?”  Glenn didn’t know where to look at first; he had been watching the bags go around and around on the carousel.  Above it there was a man on the TV monitor, so Glenn looked up at that, but he didn’t know who that man was.  I then got down on his level and pointed to where Paul was walking.  Glenn instantly smiled, squealed and RAN to his Daddy!  I admit that I got teary eyed at that.  Glenn was so excited to see Paul!  When they walked up to me I hugged and kissed him.  He was a sight for my eyes!

We gathered our luggage, Paul bought a toy plane for Glenn, we said good-bye to the sweet family who had helped us, and we went out to catch the hotel shuttle.  After putting our luggage in our room and freshening up a bit, we went driving around.  Paul showed us where he works, where we will live (come May 10^th) and a few other places here and there.  We then went to dinner at The Cheesecake Factory.  Yum! 

Glenn had to sit next to Paul and do everything with Paul.  I was nervous that he wouldn’t want to go to Paul and be clingy to me.  That’s how he had been in Utah, especially the last couple of weeks.  I think Glenn could sense that something was about to really change and he would cling to me in response.  But Glenn was so happy to be with his Daddy again!  Glenn would ask questions and I would automatically answer because I was so used to do that.  Glenn responded with, “No Mommy, I’m asking Daddy.”  Or when he needed to be unbuckled or helped up or anything, he wanted Daddy to do it.  This was music to my ears!  I had been doing everything for him for 3 months and I wanted a break. :D  Plus it is one of my favorite things to do to watch my two boys interact.

(Glenn has become quite the little photographer.  He likes to take pictures of Paul and I.)

We sure are happy to be a family together again!