Hello Everyone!

I'm here!! :-) Finally after a whirlwind of a trip to say the least, I am settling in just fine. The trip coming over was an adventure. It all started when we left the house with my two bags, Ashley's 3 bags (one of which was only full of diapers, rattles, legos, trains, books, etc.), two strollers, and then the adorable two children Jack and Kate. The "Cowboy Cab" (my last taste of Texas) pulled up to Ashley's house to haul us off to DFW, and we quickley figured out it would be a very tight squeeze. With the slam of the last door, we were all in nice and snug with Ashley in the front seat, Jack and Kate in the middle, and me in the very back with all the luggage.

I knew then that the crazieness had just begun.

Arriving to DFW, we all piled out of the Cowboy Cab and into the international terminal. Thankfully we had beat rush hour and got to the airport right in time to beat the crouds. After waiting in line for about 30 min, we got up to the counter to check all of our bags. Ashley and the kids went through and it was now my turn to get my ticket and check my bag. For the past two weeks this was the part I was scared about most, forgetting the most valuable thing when traveling overseas...my passport. I pulled out of my purse my Lime Green Passport holder that Aaron's mom had given me for Christmas. I handed it to the nice gentleman and he took it and began to type away on his little computer. After about 10 min of him typing he opened up my Lime Green Passport holder and said there was no passport. Now, anyone who really knows me, knows that Faith does not do good under stress. With tears in my eyes I frantically searched through my purse, and could not find it. At this point I thought the world was about to end, I was sweating, my heart was beating heavily, and my eyes were like buckets of water waiting to spill over. After looking and looking, I looked at the nice gentleman and through my watery eyes I could see a little grin on the mans face. He had my passport the whole time, and I guess thought it would be funny to play a little joke on me. I snatched my passport back from him and stood there in silence as he proceeded with checking my bags. I think he finally understood that you don't joke with Faith Wallis in a stressful time.

Jack and Kate by this point were already pretty tired and were starting to get fussy. We got past security, and went to our gate to see if there would be seats around us available on the plane. Jack had a little bit of an emotional crisis in the middle of the airport, and it only got worse. Ashley does really well with Jack, but this time he was so tired and confused with what was all going on that nothing could help...except for his toy trains.

The rest of the trip went pretty smooth for the most part, although me and Ashley didn't sleep at all becuase we had both of the kids all over us. I guess this is all a good preview for the life I will have one day with traveling with my future children. I have now decided I will wait for that time of my life for a while :-)

We arrived in London at 10:30 Friday morning. We got to the hotel, settled in and relaxed the rest of the day.