We were all very blessed to be able to have granny Lynese fly out from the UK for a week to take care of Owen and be the chef whilst I spent many hours upstairs studying for my tax exam. Owen continued to go to the gastouder for his 2 hours while Lynese was here and progress is being made there - finally. Granny spent her time teaching Owen to post the balls into his new toy, take him to feed the ducks ,which he loves, and go on plenty of walks to pass the hours. Brendon went on a short trip to the UK and Lynese and I shared the POD (parent on duty)duties. The days ran very smoothly. Soon Thursday arrived and it was time for me to write the exam and then all of us to head off to the UK. Owen & I are there for a weeks break while Brendon is on business. Brendon, Lynese and Owen met me in the Hague and then we sped off to Schiphol airport to fly to London Stansted. Owen only managed to have a 30 minute sleep in the afternoon in the car and found all the activity at the airport too much fun to consider having another nap. He was having such a good time in the departure lounge he felt the need to chat and yell on the top of his lungs so that everyone stared in our direction. On the plane he was as good as gold and made friends with a little girl in the seat in front of us. He dined on pre-heated pasta on dad's lap with a little help from mom & granny on either side. All in all an uneventful flight even though I was convinced we had lost a wheel on take off!
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