Gack! It is so hard to write when I can hear the little squirt in his playroom (formerly known as the living room), and I just want to go out and see what he's up to. Well, that and I want to sleep!
Jack's internal clock is not as easy to adjust as is ours. We were doing fine and dandy until he woke up at 4am yesterday morning and then at 1:30am this morning. Chris has taken care of him when he won't go back to sleep. Generally he has been falling asleep when we take him out in the stroller but at 1:30am today that did not work for Jack or me; it did work for Chris and him later at 6am though. Here's a picture of what Jack does in the wee hours while Chris digs out of the destruction area in the kitchen. In all fairness he does put the pots and pans back, and it gave me the opportunity to dust off that shelf.
We left the White Swan Hotel in Guangzhou at 10am Thursday (10pm Wednesday in US). Here's Keri and Jack on one of the red couches in the hotel. They do not look too enthused about posing for a picture, do they? in reality we just miss a shot of their gleaming smiles.
Our flight to Beijing was delayed on the tarmac for nearly two hours, and when we arrived in Beijing, our flight to DC was delayed by two hours which meant we were not going to make our flight to Norfolk on 10pm Thursday (US). On the 13.5ish hour flight from Beijing to DC, Jack slept for four hours, and then again for a little over three hours. Other than that, he played, flirted with the young girls, ate, peed, and pooped. Now that's the way to travel! And the cost of the extra seat for him - WELL WORTH IT!
We breezed through immigration with Jack covering me in wet raspberries the entire time. Thankfully the officer didn't seem to mind and welcomed us home.
Because of the delays, the airlines gave us hotel and meal vouchers, and booked us first class on a Friday afternoon flight to Norfolk, but after seeing how many people were waiting for the shuttle bus for the hotel, Chris decided he was up for a 3 1/2 hour rental car drive home. Um, who are we supposed to call at 12:30am when trying to figure out how to get a child strapped into a car seat? Oh, never mind, we're safe. We arrived home around 3:30am Friday... that's 41 hours of travel if I can do the math. Divide that by 10 and that's probably the number of hours of sleep Chris and I -- combined -- got in those 41 hours.
Is it nap time yet? Here's what Jack is up to in the playroom: