Journey to Iowa

Sunday, September 11 Lizzie & I took off to Des Moines Iowa. There are no direct flights to Iowa from California. And we decided to leave from Carlsbad, which added a flight but saved on hassle of drive time (also easier, since Richard was gone all day anyways at the Charger Game).

Gramz delivered us to Palomar Airport for our 8pm departure


All ready to go!!
Our little plane from Carlsbad!



Lizzie had her own seat from Carlsbad to LAX,
we had a 2 or 3 hour layover, we did drinks (I found Karl Strauss and had a beer, she passed out after her bottle)





From LAX to Chicago, she did not have her own seat. Trying to get her to settle down and go to sleep (it was late!), I gave her another bottle. Full baby=sleepy baby. Except that this full baby puked all over me, just as we were pulling away from the gate. And by the time seat belt signs were off, she was passed out...and it would have been a mess to squeeze by my seatmates (and made for mad Lizzie). So we sat in it. And washed & changed at Chicago, super early the next morning.

Chicago to Des Moines was easy, she had her own seat and we were vomit-free! yay us!
Once there we went to Target, stocked up on diapers & formula and waited for Alice to get in a few hours later.

Her flight was uneventful (non-stop), we picked her up and drove east a couple of hours to Iowa City, where we got to finalize the adoption!