It's almost unheard of for either Caleb or I to fly anywhere and not lose any of our luggage.
So I wasn't too surprised to discover that one of my bags, the small one containing all of Wyatt's stuff, didn't arrive.
I was surprised however, when the stroller I had checked at the gate didn't arrive. That one threw me for a loop. Apparently they just took it off the plane with the rest of the strollers during the layer over in Boise, not paying attention that it clearly said SALT LAKE CITY.
So when bedtime rolled around and they still hadn't located it, we ran to get a few items.
University of Utah pj's, for example (not that you can tell of course, but it's the best i can do with a wiggly little boy). It is, of course, college football season.