Tomorrow, we’re heading to IL.
Which means there will be little old me….
And high-spirited, strong-willed Little Miss…
and four month old… pretty darn good, but hard to juggle with luggage and two-year old, Baboo….
In a shuttle-van, three airports, and two planes….
And I am totally intimidated.
I know we will live through the day. I just hope I am not in a straight-jacket at the end of it.