Up, Up and Away!

I wanted to share with everyone our adventures in flying with a 3yr old and a 5yr old. They boys did great which means Beckie and I were great too! We each decided to take a child and sit separately. This was a good idea for 2 reasons: each child had our undivided attention with their very own tailored activities, and they weren’t close enough together to fight! Our layover was in Phoenix and we had about an hour. We let the boys run and run until we found the moving sidewalks. That was it…they were hooked! We must have road those things back a forth 10 times. We finally bribed them away with promises of lunch at Burger King. (Never mind that is was only 9am CA time!) We sat fairly peacefully eating our cheeseburgers when I noticed there weren’t any people waiting in line at our terminal…uh oh! We quickly gathered up our things and rushed over just in time to board. Just at the entrance of the plane, the flight attendant locked eyes with me trying to coral my kids and announced over the loud speaker that she had a family with 2 small boys just arriving. The attendant in the back then announced that there were still some double seats together in the back. Halfway through the long line down the isle…they announced again if we were actually on the plane or if they were still waiting for us. Everyone knew exactly who we were by this time…the token “family with 2 small boys”. I can only imagine what the poor men were thinking that were still sitting alone and held the only 2 seats together at the back of the plane!



Here's a picture of Luke and Logan on the moving sidewalk playing the roll of Superman!