The Lone Star State

Eleanor made her first trip to Dallas two weeks ago, which also involved her first plane ride (and my first trip solo with an infant). Overall, the flights went well. The plane gods must have been in a good mood because we had two empty seats next to us on the way down to Dallas and one empty seat on the flight home. Who knows what it would have been like if we didn't have that luxury. The toughest part was going through security at National...the TSA agents pretty much just watched and laughed at me as I tried to put all of my crap through the X-ray machine and fold up a stroller while carrying an infant (who also happened to be spitting up at the same time). The TSA agents at DFW, however, helped me do everything and were really nice (imagine that...East Coast people = generally rude and Southern people = generally nice).

E had a great time in Dallas. She hung out with Grams and Grandpa and Hobby and Kora and went to church to see the blessing of the animals. She also met my best friends, went to her cousin's birthday party, and was introduced to the best burrito restaurant in the world (Freebirds...seriously, one trip there confirmed my hatred for Chipotle).



Hanging out with Grandpa


Chillin with Grams


Lounging in Grandpa's seat


Eying my Freebirds Hybird