For our family’s summer holiday to Bali, Indonesia, things didn’t start off smoothly. Mainly because we got to the airport and Momma only packed Luna’s sisters passports and not hers. (Momma was still operating under “family of four” paradigm, and hadn’t switched to “family of five” in her brain yet.)

Luckily, the flight was delayed by five hours, which gave us exactly enough time to go home and get Luna’s passport and turn around and make the eight hour journey to this gorgeous island. Luna caught up on her sleep already.