Home, again home again jiggety jig

We made it here after a long day of schedule changes. Our goal was to see my brother before he left for Germany the next day. Our itinerary had us arriving at 2pm after 3 flights, broken up with 1 hour intervals. Our marathon started with waking up at 4am. We drove to a friends' house who was going to drop us off. After this first stop, Ivan asked if we were in Canada yet. I'm afraid not we replied.

We got our luggage checked, one of which was just under the weight limit. Then we found out our flight was delayed an hour. They kept changing our departure time due to fog in Dallas. Even on the tarmac, they went back and forth- we're leaving, deplaining- leaving... We got to Dallas with less than 20 minutes to get to our next flight. They told us the wrong gate and we missed our flight by 2min. This was a good thing. We put on our pathetic faces and told them we had to be in by that afternoon and they found other flights on other airlines that could get both us and our luggage to Saskatoon around the time my brother got off work. Several other manipulations and pleadings occurred before the trip was done- the main part was that we got here. Ivan was telling all the Canadians about making quinzies. The first thing we saw on Canadian soil were an airport Starbucks and Chillies (a restaurant we have in Abilene).

But they have snow and family, both special delights upon our arrival.

The kids are outfitted in winter gear and have already been traipsing through the snow. Dominique doesn't like feeling like an overstuffed whale in her snow pants, boots, mitts, coat and toque, but liked the sled ride I gave her today.

Tomorrow my niece or nephew will come join our winterwonderland family celebrations. I'm so excited. He/she was moving and grooving in Jenn's belly today. Joy, joy, joy.