La-la-la-la Life Is Wonderful.

What a week! I have so much I want to remember...
Labor Day Weekend:
Hank's blessing! The entire immediate fambam gathered in Ashland, OR. We went to Taco Bell one night, all the siblings (except Lyssa), and my mom and dad stayed with the babies. Dean, Brian, Avery, Marlaina, Jared, and I piled into a 5 seat car, which wouldn't be a problem except Brian sat in the back seat. Luckily, Jared's as small as Brian is big.
The blessing was wonderful, as was the whole weekend. I still can't even believe Brian is married, much less a FATHER; we are sooo lucky he found Avery because she is amazing! And Hank is adorable, I wish I could just hold him forever. I can't wait to have babies!
My dad is the ultimate baby hog. It's pretty precious. He's also incredible at the hand-off! He taught us all how to pass the baby without letting his head flop, even though Hank was already lifting his head (he was two weeks old!). He's also huge, so he's going to be some kind of superhuman, plus he'll be a genius (look at his parents).
Marlaina, Dean, and I flew out on Monday morning. Since we had to be in Portland very early and Ashland is 5 hours away, we left Sunday night and got into Portland around 11 or midnight ish. (I watched an Alan Rickman British TV movie called "Benefactors" on the way there!)
When we got to the airport in the morning, it was just after 8. My flight was for 10 and Mar and Dean's (they both live in Provo now) was for 11. We had some father-daughter-son time in the airport. :) And we ran into Greg Smith! What are the chances? :) If you don't know who he is, you're missing out.
I went through security by myself, and despite my anxiety for airport security, I was not tackled by security guards, my bag was not additionally checked because it failed the x-ray test, I was not strip-searched, and they didn't even have to throw away any shampoo or lotion; I was good to go.
My flight was uneventful. I sat by a nice guy named Kenny in his mid 50's, possibly pushing 60 (he's not going to read this, I think it's safe to guess his age, even though I'm horrible at that; my parents look the same they did when they were 30, minus the bad hair, so I have no idea what people their age are supposed to look like). They played the movie X-Men, which I knew not to watch because my friend Brigham forewarned me! I forgot the warning at first, so I think I got charged the $5 for plugging in the headphones, even though I took them out after less than 20 minutes. Dang airlines.
I got to Hawaii and went to baggage claim. (Hopefully to be continued...)