"Rhys, you're going on an AIRPLANE today!", is what we kept telling our deadpan son, in an attempt to stir up some excitement. The toy plane he got from his Uncle James yesterday helped too.
We got to the airport nice & early, as my husband always insists we do. And our plane was an hour and a half late. Luckily Rhys was very content watching the 'ay-panes' and the 'tucks'. Considering he'd only had a 10 minute cat nap in the car, instead of his regular 2hr sleep, we were thrilled with our little pilot in training.
We knew he'd be excited to be on the plane, but we weren't sure how he'd react to the loud rumblings of take off. Well, turns out that take-off went as well as it could have in my most naive dreams. He fell asleep. 30 minute cat nap ensued.
Then, some fish crackers and a Madagascar DVD did the trick (and the empty middle seat between us didn't hurt):
"Look Ma, a lion!":
Landing was the next unknown. Would it freak him out? Nope. After the wheels hit the ground, he squealed " Again! AGAIN!".
While waiting for our luggage, I took a photo of Rhys beside our $5 baggage cart. Oh, LAX. A free baggage cart would have been nicer.
Though travelling can be gruelling, even when it goes smoothly, this is why we do it. The destination is worth it.
3 comments:
That is fantastic! I hope Rhys loves the beach as much as he loves planes. PS: I need to know where you are staying.
I hate you and you 'perfect' flight. Just kidding. I'm happy all went well. Can't wait to read more!
Love the photo of Rhys in the seats stretching!
Plus, I should have read your blogs in order and not backwards.
Sooooo nice to be reading them, by the way! You should go on vacay more often. : D
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