The Cluttered Pantry

Wow…and we mean WOW!

The six hour flight lasted seven and a half hours with a delay on the ground then multiple circles around Moscow before finally…finally…finally landing to much applause by the passengers of the plane.

All in all, we did really well. Mark experienced his first diaper change at 30k feet and it was a DOOZY! Elena has taken to only letting Bobbi hold her which made for a five hour wrestling match with a 20lb child – a match that Bobbi isn’t entirely certain she won.

We fell into a grove at some point and found that a pack of stickers is the magic solution for calming down a three year old who is tired of sitting.

We had to fly into a different airport because VIM is no longer flying direct from Chita, so the drive to the new hotel (the price at the Raddison has trippled since our stay there two weeks ago due to a major covention) took about an hour. We thought for certain that the car ride would result in major melt downs, but both girls sang little songs to themselves and yelled out Machina (their word for car) every couple of minutes.

We managed a room service dinner, done play time, some potty time and then after figuring out how to se up the portable cribs we spent about an hour finding the right combination of night night routine to get both girls down for bed. Of course, it may be 10:30 pm in their little heads and their tiny bodies skipped their daily 3 hour nap…so sleep seemed liked the right choice. Unfourtunately it’s actually only 3:30 pm here in Moscow. But hey, we aren’t Intersted in sweating the small stuff like time zones since we’ll be heading back home to Chicago in 4 days and we’ll be able to set a schedule then.

For now? We give in too. Nighty nighty. Para Spat (time for bed)

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