Up, up and away

The boy child is pretty easy to get ready in the morning, because he sleeps through everything. I can get him fully dressed, socks, shoes, brush his hair, apply sunscreen, and he doesn't wake up at all. Sometimes I think I should encourage more independence, on the other hand, I don't really want to chase down a tornado every morning.
That was the case this morning- by letting him sleep through the packing chaos, he wasn't unpacking things that were packed, or trying to test his bike's speed through the parking lot. We also didn't make our planned train, and had to catch the later one.
But we're on the MARC, got the steel bike lifted onto the bike hanger, and ready to go figure out the next public transport option- using the circulator racks to get us to Georgetown.