Plus, I don't think I'd enjoy flying with just Annabel. I'm already spending an inordinate amount of time thinking about the logistical challenges of taking Annabel on the bus by myself for the first time tomorrow evening because DH is going to the ballpark straight from work and meeting us there, and a plane is three times the gear and ten times the hassle.

Plus, I don't think I'd enjoy flying with just Annabel.

WROD. I did it just once for a short flight and I do NOT blame you. I wouldn't do it, either.

Owen is sitting in his play yard singing. I swear. He's going, "Bah Bah Bah Bah" in time to the music on Maisy. It's hilarious.

And possibly made my coat shiny.

I did mean to compliment you in Ohio, brenda. I should really pick up some dog biscuits.

You know. For the dog.

My life is getting just a tad too strange for me right now. I have a lunch date with one co-worker and an actual "date" date after work with another co-worker. Both are set up for this coming Friday.

I think I need a donut.

Owen is sitting in his play yard singing. I swear. He's going, "Bah Bah Bah Bah" in time to the music on Maisy. It's hilarious.

Awwwww! Owen is so freaking adorable!

But SIL has a way of treating me like I'm an amateur at the game of life

Oy. I hate this so much.

Cashmere, how annoying. I hope things go smoothly. As for the sharing, you could always tell Christopher that doctors recommend it as a way to build Owen's immunity system (which they do, though probably not to that extent). I ate dog biscuits too, Brenda. I don't think it helped my coat. Probably the wrong kind.

Yay Anne! home safe is very good.

Good~ma for Betsy.

As for the sharing, you could always tell Christopher that doctors recommend it as a way to build Owen's immunity system (which they do, though probably not to that extent)

I keep telling him that I shared with my dog, Rusty, when I was little and I turned out OK. But then I think that might not be the most convincing argument.

I'm more worried about him pulling the cat's tail than eating after the dogs, frankly. My priorities may be skewed.

Leif used to gobble down dry dog food any chance he could get.

Aidan likes cat food.

I'd be more worried about the cat's tail too. Cats retaliate.

Okay, getting to work now. Seriously. I'll catch up again later. Hugs, hairpats and ~ma.

I'm pretty sure most toddlers who cohabit with dogs have ingested a gallon or two of doggie drool. Poor Christopher. I can totally get his squick, but I think your attitude is the sane one, Cashmere. It's not like you're ever going to completely eliminate this practice, unless you get rid of the dogs or the kid.

As for flying with kids, alone? EEEEEeeeeeeek. Scott and I *still* haven't taken our kids on planes, and they no longer require a metric ton of equipment and supplies in tow. I don't blame you, Susan. The odds are, Annabel would be okay if Daddy left, because she would have been in Alabama with him for a while. But it sounds like it would be a lot of wear and tear on you, and I don't think it would have been something I would have done. A few times, Ben and I stayed with my folks at their cottage for an extra long weekend, while Scott returned home, so he could go to work. Ben seemed to understand our explanation that Daddy went home, and we'd go home to him in a few days. There was no flying involved though, so it was a totally different situation.

We've never flown with kids. We've done the 12 hour car drive, but no flying yet.