Where are the keys?

Well it was a quick trip and busy to boot, but absolutely wonderful none-the-less! I won't post a lot here since both the Denja and Redmond blog chronicle the weekend's festivities, but I have added a few additional pictures and will take this opportunity to post some fun tid-bits of the trip to Michigan.

First off for weeks Kendall has been talking about visiting Michigan. She did okay on the flight there with just a minor meltdown. Once we arrived we had a slam packed few days of fun and festivities. We celebrated Kendall's bday. Here she is opening some presents.

Kendall bowled for the first time.

We watched movies, hung out with cousins, ate, and did crafts.

We watched fireworks - not for the first time - but, this time Kendall will remember. In fact, as we were landing back in Charlotte I was pointing out the lights on the run way and Kendall kept saying "fireworks, boom" I guess any and all lights at night constitute fireworks now. So cute!

Avery was baptized. Here she is with Gma Rosie before hand.

Many of you may have already heard that our return trip home was a little more adventurous. We survived the ordeal, but I wanted to elaborate a bit here since this blog is fun to look back on and chronicles our life so well.

So we land in Charlotte on time at 7:05 and make our way to the bathrooms to change diapers and into pjs since we still have a 1.5 hour drive home. We crab our checked baggage and head on our way out to the long term parking lot. On the way on the shuttle we begin to discuss the location of the car keys. It is important to remember that Aaron drove us to Charlotte some 5 days prior. I empty the contents of my purse - no keys. I ask Aaron where he put them to which he replies, "that was 5 days ago, I don't know." I ask him to think. All the while I know we are in trouble. I begin to freak out - even start to cry.

We arrive at the shelter in the parking lot and proceed to tear apart the bags - still no keys. I am really freaking out now. I call my parents to see if, as feared, the keys are still in Michigan. Dad confirms my fears. We get back on the shuttle to which the driver questions where we are going. We tell him car rentals, for now we have to rent a car and two car seats to get home. He sees me crying and hears me blaming Aaron for what has transpired. He tells Aaron he might have an alternative to rental and gives him the number of a locksmith who can get in your car and make a key. Long story short we go with option 2 and get the car unlocked and a new key made. We arrive safely home at 11:30 and put the kids in bed. Many people of since informed me that I will look back at this some day and laugh. I don't think so, but I will never forget this trip and never, ever again forget the keys!