Leaving on a jet plane....

So, tomorrow we are off to the UK for two weeks.

Am I anxious about this? Well, let's see, a 12 hour flight with two 10 month old babies and an eight hour time difference at the other end which is sure to result in some serious jet lag with the the boys......Hmm......

Yeah, I'm anxious about it. Actually, I'm expecting some real difficulty with the whole trip. The photo above (once AGAIN another brilliant picture taken by my wife that outclasses my own photography per usual) is me bowing my head to the fates and throwing the outcome of child-laden, international travel into the laps of the gods.

But, my children are half-British, and so we have heeded the call of geography. They have a huge family on the other side of the Atlantic which they have never met, and it's time to introduce them to the multitude of aunts, uncles, and cousins that have only seen my boys in photos. That will be nice. I do look forward to introducing them to everyone. Plus, Christmas in England has an undeniable charm to it.

Not to mention the buckets of real beer I'll be drinking when I'm there. I'm sure that will help.