Showering at the airport?

Obviously, Grace did not tolerate her medicine and tube-fed formula on her trip home. Just before take-off as we taxied on the runway, Grace threw up all over her clothes. For Grace, throw up is like a baby's spit up: Formula in, formula out. So, it didn't smell much. She promptly fell asleep and so I didn't move her for the duration of the flight. Our connecting city was Phoenix and I had less than an hour to de-plane and board our next flight. I asked for a family bathroom and was directed to the one near Gate A24 or there about. I realized Grace's change of clothes were in a different bag with one of my other kids. So, I quickly went to the bathroom and looked around. This family bathroom was one room with the toilet, a sink, a bench and a shower (puzzled face here). Who needs a shower at an airport? I flagged down my son to bring me Grace's clothes and he then helped me. As it turns out, Grace also had one of the worst blowouts from her other end that she has ever had!!!! Yuck!!! So, thank goodness this bathroom has a shower! With a million papertowels and the shower hose, I was able to quickly clean her up and get her redressed for the last flight home. I thought someone flying through Phoenix might find the shower as helpful as I did that day.

Sticking around

As G is being upright more and more, I have had to come up with ideas for her toys. Often while playing, she'll hit things too hard or just enjoy knocking them to the ground. I stuck velcro on an old art table of my kids and put the other side of the velcro on the toy. Now G can play with the toy without the toy falling off the table. Simple. Yahoo! You can also notice the electric keyboard in the background. We had to connect the piano to the shelving unit but it is the perfect height for G when she is in her Kids Walk walker and it is very motivating for her.