I am now safely in Portland–I hope.  Noah and I are travleing to Portland for our first Ethiopian Orphan Relief board meeting.  Noah hasn’t been on a plane in a while and the last time wasn’t all that much fun.  So much not fun that I cannot even remember when it was we went or where it was we went–I am thinking San Diego in February, but I could so totally be wrong. 

I have packed all of Noah’s favorite dvds and am hoping all goes well.  I am so being a bad parent and not making him fly in his car seat.  Part of this because I am traveling by myself and don’t want to have to lug the car seat for our connecting flight, when Noah will probably already be close to asleep and I’ll have another carry on to lug around.  Also, those seats on the plane are so small that his car seat barely fits and it’s a complete pain in the ass.  I am checking it to use in the rental car.  I know–please don’t send me comments telling me how much safer it is, etc.  I know.  I know.  But you gotta do what you gotta do and I promise to hold him tight if there is any turbulence… And lets be honest.  If the plane crashes from 30,000 feet, carseat isn’t really going to help all that much.

I am so looking forward to meeting in real life some amazing women who I met through the blog world and now I am part of this terrific organization that I know will do great things. 

I won’t be posting until Sunday.  Have a great weekend. Think of me on Saturday afternoon and hope that my awesome son decided to cooperate and fly nicely.  If you are sitting near me on the plane.  I can’t do anything with him when he is loud, excited and tired.  Feel free to offer all of the unsolicited advice you have–because chances are you don’t have a two-year-old and I am sure you know what you are talking about.