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Nana's Surprise Birthday and a plan ride for Bug and Duck

Last weekend, we took a short trip and flew to Oregon (yes, a trip to Oregon a week before our Christmas road trip to Oregon) to surprise Nana for her 60th birthday!  Boy was she surprised!  This was also Bug's first airplane ride.  Woohoo...right?  Despite a ton of nervousness on the parents, Bug was amazing and she did great on the plane.  Before takeoff she even said, "You ready, Mom?  Don't be scared, okay?"  She knows me all too well.  On the flight back before takeoff, she said, "Okay, Mom...no one is scared, okay?  Not me, not you, not Dad, and not Uncle Scott."  :P

Please excuse my crappy camera phone photos.  Before heading to the airport I imaged myself carrying our bags, coats, and Bug while trying to get through airport security.  After that pretty picture, I decided that lugging around a large camera was the last thing I needed.  Then I forgot the small camera.  Gah!  
Waiting for her flight.
 Even Duck came along for the ride.
Both babies in their seats.
Medford = fog
Love seeing Buggy with her cousins (a.k.a my babysitters).  :)  What I thought was Bug's nap...
 ...turned into a nap for all three of them.  Not sure who fell asleep first.
Nana's cake!  Mmmm...
 Nana with her baby, sisters, and niece.  :)
 Silly cousins.
 The party planners- way to keep a secret!
The night before we had to get on a plane back to LA, we got an email informing us that our flight was cancelled due to fog.  So, we made some different travel arrangements that consisted of a 5 hour drive from Medford to Sacramento to catch a flight to LA.
 Crabby baby who had to wake up early to drive to Sacramento.
After one very short nap, someone is feeling a whole lot better!
We made it to the airport about 30 minutes before boarding.  After 5 hours of driving an hour flight home, and one hour of traffic, we finally made it home.  Bug was awesome.  There was absolutely no complaining.  The thought of being on an airplane kept her going.  We also did very minimal carrying.  She walked her butt all over the airport and insisted she participate in security and was highly disappointed when she did not have to take her shoes off too.

We met up with her friend, C and his family for dinner that night and finished some Christmas shopping.  This kid is a trooper.
Happy 60th birthday to Nana!  We were so happy to be able to surprise you!

God Bless,
Kat

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