First Flight

Last week, we braved an airplane ride for the first time as a group of four. And it was a success! The hardest part was most definitely the security checkpoint. We didn't have to do any of the silly new shenanigans people have been talking about. The problem was just managing all our stuff. My diaper bag was so stuffed, it barely fit through the x-ray machine. Imagine us juggling a giant bag, two computers and their individual bags, two BABIES, all while taking off shoes and belts and breaking down the stroller. But we managed!

Once through security, we were eager with anticipation for the flight. The boys were full of giggles and got lots of attention from others at the gate.

We took them around to look at planes landing and taking off but I think they more enjoyed watching the people around them.

They did beautifully on their first flight: took a little nap at the start and then played the rest of the way. Only on the descent did Dash fuss a little, I think it was the ear pressure. I'm not a fan either.

On their second flight, returning home a couple days ago, they slept almost the whole time. Since it was bed time, that's just what I wanted them to do. And they even fell back asleep after all the startling laughs from the big soccer tournament group surrounding us- at least they didnt hear their inappropriate conversations. Grumble grumble...

I think they just loved being in our arms for so long. Usually they have to take turns with mom, so this was a treat!