Jetlag breakfast and walk in the park

We survived flying back to Chicago.
The flights were ok. The first part (TA-Spain) was with a small plane that didn't have bassinets, so we had to hold Ella during the 5-hour flight + 50-min taxiing. she slept a little, we didn't, the food was terrible (breakfast included mystery gray and mystery hockey puck)(but we were just too hungry).
Everybody on both planes fell in love with her (there was a big group of old people coming back from a tour of the holy land)

i think the hardest part about flying back home was saying goodbye at the airport. it was a sad sad goodbye :(



Ella was smart enough to fall asleep right before the goodbyes. she probably knew it was going to be too hard!


at the airport, Ella asked for and got a welcome balloon.


As could be expected, the little jatlagged princess woke up at 10PM and wanted to play all night, and so we did, Ben took the first shift and I took the second shift (with a little help from safta Dalia, safta Sara, Saba and Ron on Skype).

in the morning the three jetlagged us walked down to get some good breakfast (maybe to compensate for the one on the plane?) and a walk
in the park.

it's a lovely saturday.