After driving and driving to let them sleep a little longer and stopping at Subway to get the girls something to eat, I decided to just go back to the airport and wait for him there. Oh, did we wait. It took about 3 more hours until we saw him. In retrospect, I should have just gone home and let him get a car, but we had no way of knowing it would have taken so long. Of course, the one time we go get him, he is several hours delayed! The girls were amazing and so well behaved. They actually had a BLAST while waiting for him (until the last 20 minutes anyway). Here is a little of what we did while we waited. :)
We talked on EVERY pay phone we came to
Rode the inter-terminal train the entire full circle, visiting every terminal at IAH
Got exercise in the underground train track area by RUNNING full speed away from Mama and making Big Sister quite nervous with how far away you are
Running some more
Calling the information line
Getting fed up with waiting and laying down
Climbing on top of each other, just because
As if the above pictured activities are not enough to make you itchy and trigger some
major OCD concerning the cleanliness of the airport phones, train, and floor, a list of the not pictured activities: drinking out of every water fountain and visiting every bathroom we came across regardless of thirst or a need to go! The girls also got a snack out the vending machine, something they thought was way cool.
2 comments:
What's funny is I was a bit freaked out thinking of all the germs... ha ha! This post is funny!
What's funny is I was a bit freaked out thinking of all the germs... ha ha! This post is funny!
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