Our first 24+ hours

I have so many thoughts swimming through my head. I could have started this post in so many different ways.... "We've arrived!", "We survived!", etc. etc... but the day feels remarkably unworthy of a big exclamation point. Let me just say, I think that's a good thing. It was one of those days where I was keenly aware of all that my boys were doing, thinking etc. and that "togetherness" was on the forefront of my mind. We have just spent the last 27 hours with each other - most of it confined to a 8 foot by 3 foot block of space on a plane. That is a LOT of togetherness. Everyone must have been up for the task because it was remarkably uneventful except for the little things both bad and good. Trivial arguments, trivial meltdowns (me included) and also the trivial tidbits of joy that sprang from our hearts and heads. The boys marveled at simple things which set my heart afloat. For example, as we took off from Detroit, it was yucky and foggy and rainy along with some snow. Couldn't see a thing as we took off but... 20 or so minutes later we cleared through a sheet of clouds and a wonderful sunshine blasted through our windows. The best part of this was watching the boys eagerly peering out the windows at the billowy thick layer of clouds with that look like you can just jump out and play on them - which is of course the first thing Matt asked... "what would happen if...". It was beautiful. The looks on their faces as we walked out of the Delhi airport and into the streets to our waiting cars was priceless as well.

The boys both decorated the covers of their journals and made their first entries. Matt drew a picture of Yaicha throwing up (which she does too often) and wrote below it... "I hope Yaicha didn't thro up". He then declared we had three things to do - study clouds, study static electricity, and go on a field trip every day. Sounds like a plan - one we will start tomorrow.