Labor Day weekend in the City

We were slated to leave for LAX on a 10am flight on Sat. Sept. 2. Unfortunately, Den got the worst migrane I have ever seen him have--and the worst of his recent memory. He was up for most of the night, spending quantity time puking and showering, and writhing in misery. As of 7am, he still wanted to take the flight. When I got out of the shower to the sound of him puking while Eddie ate breakfast, I knew we wouldn't be on that flight. Long story short is that by noon he begin feeling better and so in a quick flurry of activity, we called Delta on the way to the airport (I had called earlier about our options), rebooked ourselves and got on a 2pm flight.

Uncle K and Meg allowed us to stay in their pied a terre, as they aren't there on the weekends. It's a cute 1 bedroom in a great location of LA. No a/c, but it did come with a parking spot and free wi-fi (well, free for us).

These pictures are from Griffith Park and the little train (there were 3 from which to chose scattered throughout the park). Eddie was grinning the whole time, although he didn't last long on Uncle K's lap before he wanted dad.


This is the next stop, Travel Town--what a haven for train lovers! Big trains you can climb all over --you can have a birthday party in one of the train cars.

Speaking of, that was almost the death of us. There were a couple parties going on, with requisite balloons and Eddie, who was feeling pretty ill with his bad cold just about melted down for want of a balloon. Thank goodness the gift store, a virtual shrine to Thomas the Tank Engine, sold balloons. Then I had to find some string to tie to the balloon from the person selling tickets for the miniature train rides and we were all set.
Eddie wanted that balloon so badly, he didn't want to wait for Uncle K to finish blowing it up!