"That's my plane, Lily."
ONE of Lachie's presents from us was a flight to Wellington, just with Mum. Dad followed down in the car with Lily and Eden (hot but very good trip apparently, much slower than ours though!). 
Lachie's first trip on an airplane was exciting, everything impressed him - especially the water in the cups with a lid! We arrived in a nice, hot Wellington (was it like that when we lived there?), caught the bus to town then the train to Lower Hutt.
ONE of Lachie's presents from us was a flight to Wellington, just with Mum. Dad followed down in the car with Lily and Eden (hot but very good trip apparently, much slower than ours though!). 
We couldn't walk past an escalator without going up and down - it's what "country" kids do in the big city!
We found a park (Lachie's first trip ever was to this park!) and he later told Daddy that was the best part of his trip (really?!). 
We went for a walk to look up the hill to Lachie's first house (did it have a blue roof or a yellow roof, Mum?) 
We went out for dinner (great company, thanks!) and headed to our motel rather late, just to have Lachie slip on his bed and slit open the top of his nose. It swelled heaps, I didn't think it was too bad, but I didn't want to risk it, so I took him to the hospital where he was born (!) and convinced two lovely nurses to fix him up quickly rather than make us wait two hours! He hasn't been bothered by it since, and will have a good scar - like boys are supposed to! Big "X marks the spot" with the plasters now though!(No doubt there'll be photos of that!)...
"Thanks, Mum " - "You're so lovely" - "I love you" - etc...
ALL day long!
(Makes it all worthwhile, I had an awful head cold!)
We're all still catching up on sleep!