Our First Adoption Story--No More Empty Car Seat

The rumbling volcano 150 miles southwest of Anchorage was kind enough to not erupt, so we are now safely home. We brought an extra box back with us with air filters, window seal kits, air masks and goggles just in case it changes its mind. And first order of business on Sam's mind was to beef up our long-term water supply. Check.

David won the hearts of everyone as we made our way through security, the airport, standby ticketing, and then onto the plane. At eight days old, he was the perfect traveller. He slept the whole way. Just for being so cute he was awarded his very own digi-player by the flight attendant (which his parents happily borrowed while he slept).

He was also privy to a back stage photo shoot in the cockpit after the flight. He woke up for the photo shoot, and looked around at all of those lights and buttons.


By the time we reached baggage claim, David had something to say about being left in charge of all the carry-ons while we claimed our suitcases. (Really Daddy was claiming the suitcases, and I was right there with David.)



Then we introduced him to a 3-second blast of Alaskan air in the dead of winter. We tried to tell him that 6 below was nothing--he'd get used to it someday--but by that time his lungs were doing all they could to take in all that Alaskan air in between his screams. The taxi driver stepped on the gas and had us home in a flash.

So now we are trying to fit our new life into a new routine with a new little boy. Our hearts couldn't be happier. I am so enamored with having David to care for that his Daddy hasn't yet had night time duty between 10 pm and 7 am. When Sam returned to work today, his co-workers noticed that he looked well-rested for being a new father. David and I would have to agree!