Up, up, and away!

After a very uneventful 2 months (sarcasm implied), Jessa finally got to take a ride on her first jet airplane. Oh how I long for the days of lugging bags for just one Monagan woman. Now, they do let families with small children board before most of the cattle, so I guess that's my carrot. But I figured it just means I get to sit on that uber-comfy airplane longer (again with the sarcasm).

Almost forgot. There was a family vote, and unfortunately I'm not allowed to post poop stories on the blog anymore (you can guess where the party lines were drawn). So in the interest of self preservation, nothing actually happened on the flight. Below you'll find a picture taken a few minutes before nothing happened.



We were greeted in Sacramento by 104 degree temperatures, and of course a large contingent from the Monagan side of the family. Here's a shot of Great Grandma Ione and Jessa together for the first time.



Great Grandpa Bob with Jessa (another first).



Grandma Wendy gets her second visit in.



Grandpa's turn



It looks like these three have fallen victim to the power of cooing.