In Singapore

After spending a relaxing weekend with the Stimpson's in Calgary, we embarked on a 26 day trip to Singapore. Having had Grandma and Opa Linemayr book us Business Class Singaporean Airline tickets through Aeroplan, Josh and I would normally have been quite excited about the flight over. For you see, the last time we flew to Singapore, we hung out in ariport lounges, Josh drank around12 cappucino's on the plane and we watched about 4 movies during the trip (when we weren't sleeping in 90% reclinable seats). This time though, with a 7 1/2 month old baby, we DREADED the 22 hour long flight. (And nearly regretted booking the trip before Silas was born, before we understood how a baby changes EVERYTHING.)


But as prayer has a wonderful way of doing, our little boy did AMAZING on the flight! Praise God! And thank you to everyone who remembered us in prayer on our journey. Silas napped and slept well in the airports and on the plane, enjoyed the little play area we made for him at our feet on the plane, loved all the new strangers he was seeing (loving how they were all quick to play peekaboo with him) during the travel and soaked up having 2 parents available to entertain him at all times. He tasted kiwi and mango and croissant for the first time and loved them all. He even vegged out to Ratatouille for 10 minutes a few times. We brought a bag full of toys for Silas, but as irony would have it, his favourite toys during the flight were a Singapore Airlines toothbrush and toothbrush holder. And like any man, Silas' favourite thing to look at were the beautiful Singapore Airline stewardesses. Not kidding at all. Silas stopped anything and everything when one walked by, smiled and cooed as soon when one came over and crawled after them, fast, when they walked away. He's already a ladies' man!

Another really fun memory came during our refuelling stop in Hong Kong. We exited the plane with Silas riding high on Josh's shoulders to the delight of the lined up (predominantly femlae) ground crew, who giggled and ooh-ed and ahh-ed as we walked past. Silas, of course, soaked all that up and smiled and and cooed and bounced around even more. He received the same reception through security and in the Hong Kong airport stores.

Arriving in Singapore, Silas still had lots of energy to be carried by and play with his Grand Uncle Stephen and Grand Uncle Francis and my cousin Eric who met us here. We are so thankful he never had a "What the heck am I still doing on this freakin' airplane?!?!?" freakout. We've been here a few days now, it's hot and humid, but our little guy continues to adjust well to the new place and the time change and the crowds. We admit that we've got a pretty happy baby (especially since he flew the whole way while cutting his (first) two bottom teeth!)