Yes, that's right! We're back in St. Louis. We got home late last night, after a long evening of travel. We were set up for failure - a late evening flight on a snowy winter day, with a layover, and a baby who gets fussy in the evenings, and doesn't like to stay up late. I have to say - she was amazing! She barely slept during either flight, but then fell asleep in the car on the way home, and ended up transferring into her crib, and sleeping through the night. Go figure.
By the way, did I tell you that the other day, when Kev was playing with Maya, he lifted her up high, and she spit up right on his head? Here's the proof:
"Oops. Sorry Daddy..."