Big Adventures

I'm constantly amazed at how adaptable Lyla is during trying times.  I think most kids probably are. Not when you're late for school and trying to get coats and shoes and mittens and backpack and a million other things on, no, then she can be a real pain.  Or if you need a quick stop at the shops and it's getting near lunchtime, no, not then either. She'll whine and moan and kick up a fuss.  But drag her half way across the world in smelly, cramped metal box and she behaves better than most adults.  She smiles at the flight attendants, gets excited over her aeroplane food, spends ages reading the inflight magazine and examining the sick bag.  "But what's it FOR, mummy?"  When we first arrived, we took the train from the airport to mum and dad's and at one point, after staring out the window for a while she asked calmly, is this China? No love, but it used to be.

Look! Everything's tiny!!

We spent a couple of days down in London and got caught up in the bad weather and had to deal with delayed and canceled trains.  A 2 hour journey suddenly became a 5 hour journey involving coaches and rushing from platform to platform as the herd mentality kicked in, PLATFORM TWO NOW!!  And there literally wasn't a cross word spoken. 

This is her arriving in Chicago after an 8 hour flight, getting down with some Santana...

I suppose they might be able to teach us a thing or two about chilling out, going with the flow, being happy.