Bright and early tomorrow morning, Essley and I hop on a plane and head to Arizona for ten days. We're staying with my in-laws (who happen to be the coolest in-laws in all the land) in Scottsdale, and Robbie, who is on tour out west with the band right now, will meet us there next Saturday after their show in Tempe. This will be Essley's first time on an airplane, and the first time she's spent any real time outdoors. The outdoors part I'm incredibly excited about; the flying with an eleven week old baby part, not so much. Wish us luck, please, because my sweet little girl has one loud cry when she's not happy, and a screaming baby on a crowded airplane isn't fun for anyone. To be on the safe side, I filled sandwich bags with lollipops, chocolate, ear plugs, and notes that explain how it's baby's first flight and we apologize in advance if she decides to cry (here's a picture of one of them) to hand out to the rows in our section of the plane. Let's focus on the the positive though, which is that the goodie bags were not even necessary because she's going to adore flying and be the perfect angel the entire way. (Fingers, toes, and eyes crossed.)
I'll be setting up a portable office while I'm away and will still be working and regularly posting here, but if you'd like to follow along on Essley's and my Arizona adventures, you can do so over on Instagram under user name bubbyandbean. Have a wonderful weekend!