Flight Home

Our flight home was pretty good, the kids watched movies, colored, played with things in their bags and enjoyed a drink and snack.  We had a quick layover in Minneapolis with just enough time to go to the bathroom and get some lunch.  Our flight into Des Moines was quick and all three kids fell asleep which was so nice.

But then I had to wake them up to get them off the plane.  That is when all hell broke loose.  Grey and Asher were both screaming and refusing to walk.  My arms had bags so I couldn't carry them. They both collapsed several time on the ground .  We finally got off the plane and moved to  a little corner to regroup.  Leila helped carry the boys backpacks, I was able to adjust my bags and hold both boys.  And I gave them each a piece of candy, I just kept telling them we were almost done, she a few hundred feet and we would be to daddy and the car.  Those last few minutes about did me in, by the time I made it to the car I was a sweaty mess.  We were sad to see our trip come to an end but so excited to see Paul.