Perhaps this photo will give you a sense of the spectacle we made on our big trip home. All in all, it went remarkably well. Kaj slept most of the way, and Leif was awake but happy to bounce around on our laps most of the time. My parents and brother Doug met us at the Mpls airport and helped us lug our enormous suitcases, dog, cat, and two children back to Point Drive. I honestly don't know how we could have done it with fewer than three cars!
Once at my parents' house, we immediately began to relax. We dug out some warmer clothes (68 degrees felt chilly!) and Leif's introduction and Kaj's reorientation began!
As you may recall, Kaj is obsessed with the bassoon. My dad was a good sport and dug his out of the basement and played it for the first time in ten years (self-reported). This was a big hit!
Once at my parents' house, we immediately began to relax. We dug out some warmer clothes (68 degrees felt chilly!) and Leif's introduction and Kaj's reorientation began!
As you may recall, Kaj is obsessed with the bassoon. My dad was a good sport and dug his out of the basement and played it for the first time in ten years (self-reported). This was a big hit!
Kaj also rediscovered the harmonica down in the guest room.
Here's Uncle Doug getting to know his new nephew.
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