Home Sweet Home (Sort of)

We arrived in Shanghai on time last night, which was nice. I always expect at least an hour delay when I fly. It was a 10 hour flight, but it felt much, much longer because Sydney napped for about 1.5 hours and I had to entertain her for about 8.5 hours. On a plane. In coach. The backpack of toys and books only distracted her for a couple of hours. The rest was me. Signing. Tickling. Making up stories. Doing hand puppets. I don't even remember how I was able to keep her entertained all that time.

I was so glad to get home last night. As much as I love to travel, I've never enjoyed living out of a suitcase. But I did enjoy unpacking a suitcase full of clean clothes - clean, soft and perfectly folded, as usual. But then I got ready for bed and having to brush my teeth with bottled water made me start missing Australia.

Sydney and I had a rough night last night because after a week of sleeping in the same room with me, Sydney wasn't ready to give up that part of her vacation yet. She's been able to reach a new octave in her screaming. It's impressive and annoying. She also hasn't realized that I'm not so worried about her throwing a temper tantrum here as I was in the hotel and on the airplane. Hopefully, it will only take a couple of days to get back to our normal routine.