My Old Kentucky Home

We made it back! Drew was such a little trooper. That 20+ hour flight was hard on us adults, so I can only imagine what a baby is thinking during that ordeal. But, he did better than expected. He cried very little, even though he only slept about 3 hours of that 20+ hour endeavor. The worst part for him was the first, short flight from Incheon, ROK to Narita, Japan.

One of the worst parts of the trip was, strangely enough, Chicago O'Hare. We had to go through baggage claim, then Immigration to bring him into the country, then Customs, then we had to re-check the baggage, and then we had to go from the International terminal to the Domestic terminal. And, we had less than two hours to make the next flight. And, in spite of the "always looking to not help you" staff at O'Hare, we somehow made it. This is going to sound like a joke, but we both agree that the English spoken was better in both Korea and Japan than in O'Hare. Through all of the lines and poor English, Drew never complained.

Christine is such a great momma. Andrew has not attached to his old man, yet, and he will only let his momma hold him for long periods. We unfortunately left our stroller in the guest house in Seoul. Christine held him, rocked him, kissed him, fed him, and walked with him from Seoul to Lexington.

We are attaching a picture of Andrew's first time at home. He has been such a good and happy boy!