Hot Texas!

Grace and I recently spent a long weekend visiting the Przylucki's in Houston. My mom also flew down although she was on a different flight. It was really great to see everyone, Grace was only 6 months old the last time we were all together. Houston was having a heat wave while we were there so we spent a lot of time by the pool. Gracie's new phrase for the trip became "hot Texas" because everything she touched while outside was so hot. We also did some shopping damage while there. We went shopping for fake designer purses at a store that keeps the door locked until they decide whether you are a customer or the authorities. Kind of sketchy, but my new Gucci is fabulous!

On the flight to Houston Grace was an angel. We ate snacks, watched dvd's, and read books. She even helped the flight attendants serve drinks and earned her wings which she proudly wore. The return flight was another story. It was way past bedtime but things were going smoothly, until the last half hour. I don't know whether it had to do with ear pressure issues or the fact that she was utterly exhausted but sweet little Gracie started to fuss. Then she started to cry, then wail. I tried everything, even M&M's which are usually a guaranteed bribery tool. She SCREAMED the entire rest of the flight. She sobbed all the way until I got her fastened in her stroller and then fell asleep before we reached the end of the jet way. GOOD TIMES!!