Collin (and company) took a last-minute, week-long trip to Los Angeles. We returned to Oak Park Friday night, and now Collin has baby jet lag. Collin was a champ on the airplane -- except for one Excorcist-esque bout of projectile vomiting. But the other 220 passengers on the plane didn't seem to care that the parents were dripping wet when the plane landed; Collin didn't cry and so he was a great baby in their eyes (and ears).
Updates from the trip to come after we've had time to recover.
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