Nothing like a girls volleyball team
There we were, all alone in the Vancouver airport with Elijah making as many miles as his little legs could manage. It seemed that Myron would be forced to once again chase him for the 2.5 hours delay which they were forced to endure.
But alas it was not so. A girls club volleyball eam was catching a flight after ours and they were enamoured by Elijah (and he seeemed tickled by the attention). How nice it was to have 12 people competing for who would get Elijah after he strayed too far from our area.
Here one of them is feeding Elijah his nighttime bottle.