Remarkably, it all went well. Eleanor was fussy during the drive to Boston but Oliver slept through it so the only one she bothered was me. And I'm used to it.
Once again, Ellie didn't nap and didn't sleep on the plane until we were landing, but she screamed a lot less this time, perhaps because she was hanging out with CD instead of me. And the best part? There were no nearby adults who were visibly allergic to children this time.
We're all tired but glad to be home. Back to work tomorrow.