In the Neighborhood

Apparently, mi espousa hadn't read the memo about military members being allowed past security to meet family members, so she was a mite surprised to see the Big Fella.

Although I think there's also a rule about being allowed to pick up babies, too (I'd brought a stroller in, on the offchance that Ryan was sick of being a fannypack).

He seemed to know my face from somewhere. Perhaps my wife shows him pictures. No problems with air pressure or turbulence (though his bowels didn't appreciate the altitude change, apparently), and his only issue was not getting enough sleep on the plane because they were parked right underneath the intercom speaker. Stoopid announcements.

Well, it was bound to happen, in our household: his feet are turning into paws.