Driving vs. Flying!

Here we are just a few days ago starting our trip. We drove out to Gillette, Wyoming (I was born there) to see my Mom's side of the family. We hadn't been out there for 5 years. The car trip didn't really agree with Owen very much. There were many, many stops along the side of I-90 to feed, burp or just hold a crying little baby. We were so happy to arrive at my Aunt and Uncle's house. After such a traumatic time in the car we knew we just couldn't drive home with Owen. The car had been totally ruined for him. So we flew home instead! We drove out with my parents in their new Chrysler Aspen so they drove us to Billings, Montana (The nearest place that Horizon flies) and we flew home thanks to our sister-in-laws flight passes (She works for Horizon, bless you Becky!!!). Flying home was so much better than riding in a car with a screaming baby. Owen really did great too. He was asleep for the takeoff and most of the flight. He did manage to dirty two diapers though, but since he's still small it wasn't a big deal changing him. He fussed a little on the landing, but when we went to pick up our luggage most people were shocked to know there was a baby on the flight because they didn't hear him.