25 June 2009

We have arrived...

Traveling with the boys is getting easier... 

They can walk, feed themselves and use the toilet... which are all improvements over our initial trips to Uganda with them...

But being able to walk, eat and use the toilet also pose new challenges...

Walking now involves the challenge of herding them in and keeping them still at security check points... there is a point where you wonder if it is easier to have the airport security arrest them just to have them in cuffs for a little break... but in the end we used more effective use of parenting skills such as bribery with candy to avoid embarrassing international incidents...

In Brussels they discovered new forms of using the walking machines... which no one seemed to mind.. so they floated their way through about 1.5 miles of walking machines...



Eating is great... but 36 hours of travel, 2 nights of no sleep and too much airport junk food encouraged Noah to practice the art of puking... repeatedly... sorry no video... I decided to reach for the bag rather than the camera... it was a good call due to his still improving aim... I always remember extra outfits for the boys... but next time I'll throw in an extra shirt for myself as well...

Using the toilet... I still haven't figured out the international laws for filming in public restrooms... and due to the fact that bail money is not a valid use of missionary funds I refrained from filming the boys in the airport restrooms...

But I wish I would have...

Nothing scares my boys more than automatic flushing toilets and dyson hand-dryers... seriously I would pay money just to watch them running from the toilets to avoid being flushed to the ocean... both boys made it across the Atlantic without joining Nemo...

So we are here... its 10 AM and we've been up for 7 hours...

Nothing Dr. Starbucks can't cure...

4 comments:

Jen said...

Hurray! You made it... we've been anxiously awaiting the news. Cameron hates those loud flushes too, she holds her ears and closes her eyes until "the big noise" is all done, and she refuses to use a blow dryer.

Sallie said...

Yea! Welcome home! I'm assuming everyone's in one piece and relaxing at STarbucks??

Kathy said...
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Kathy said...

I am so glad I recently started following your blog. This post is hilarious! I am still laughing. There were some times when I was raising my kids that the thought of handcuffs would have seemed mighty appealing.

(I'm sure you don't remember me, Jeff, but when I met you last fall you were carring live chickens to present to the bride's family at an introduction. I, on the other hand, was looking much more chic, carrying a basket on my head.)

I will be returning to Uganda for a few weeks in September. Am I correct in remembering that your wife is an agriculture specialist? If so, I would really like to meet with her while I am there.

Thanks for the great day brightener!