We made it home. Had a lovely lunch with nana and gamps at the services on the way to the airport. Ethan was a star on all 3 of the flights - London - bangkok - sydney - auckland. Poor Immy on the other hand had a dreadful time. She screamed inconsolably for a fair proportion of the trip. I think she must have been teething or in some sort of pain because it was beyond her usual antics. We were not popular at all!
We shared the final leg of the journey with the prime minister and some of the All Blacks. Ethan and Immy passed out for that flight and slept the whole way. We had some of the passengers from london on that flight too who remarked on the success of that particular flight.
Poor Ian had to get on another plane on monday morning to head to wellington for work. At least he has missed a sleepless night last night where the kids were pretty much up from 1.30am.
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