Apparently the woman sitting behind us on the flight home was less than pleased with Ash's enthusiastic announcement of every single airplane that passed us while we sat on the tarmac for an hour and a half. MOMMY! Plane REEEED! MOMMY! Plane BLUUUUE! MOMMY! Plane SILVER like DADDY'S CAR! I politely smiled and told her, "well, I guess we'll find out!" and went about my business engaging my two year old in interesting and humorous conversation while several others (adult travelers) proceeded to become whiny and restless with the delay. As Ash excitedly shouted ALL DONE! HOME! when we landed, those same adult travelers were still complaining about the late landing. Needless to say Miss "does your child have an indoor voice" made a point of commending his travel behavior when we landed in NY. Booya.
BU 09 was amazing, the children were amazing, the families were amazing, the mojitos were amazing, and the city of Chicago played a fabulous host. It's going to take some time to wade through the pictures and do the weekend justice without posting all 973 of them, so for now I leave you with this one. Just two of the group of many adorable little Ethiopian beauties who decided almost instantly that they might just kind of like each other. Just a little bit.
And last but not least, Ash in all his glory grooving with some new moves on the last night in the hotel. He went from this to completely tipped over and out like a light in about 3.4 seconds. And then mommy and daddy followed about 2.6 seconds after that. I officially declare tomorrow National Sleep In Till 8AM Day.
Shake shake! Shake your booty! Shake shake! Shake your booty YEAH!!! (The Ash rendition)