Oh the things we do for our kids...

We had a blast on vacation in California this year. We opted out of Disneyland and checked out Knotts and Six Flags. Crowds were great, company was great, food was great...getting through security at Long Beach Airport-not so great. Of course my most paranoid and worrisome kiddo set off the alarm(I think they kept calling it the USB alarm). A look of terror came over your face as they told us you would need to come over for further screening. I walked over to the side with you and they ran some sort of detector over your hands. And what do you know you set that off too. The security guards look at each other and said "Uh-oh that is definitely not good." Great. Just Great. So they motion for us to move over for some more screening. I grabbed your hand to come follow me. The guard about had a come apart then said to me "Oh the things we do for our kids." Really?? Helping him through the airport? So then they told me now I would have to do a thorough screening to include detailed checks of my baggage, pat downs, and interviewing. All of which I passed-but still am unclear as to what they found on us that was so worrisome. They kept asking if we put any lotion, perfumes, anything unusual on your hands. No. No I didn't. He may have touched his sister's puke from the car ride over. Or maybe it was the magnets he had been playing with in the car that his Papa gave him for Christmas. Or maybe it was the powdered doughnuts he ate for breakfast--a white powdery substance can be pretty suspicious and tends to linger on my kiddos. Whatever it was, I still do not know. Oh well, the good news is we made it through alive...barely. Getting ready to get on the plane.

ALMOST there!

Ready for some fun!