The boys have been on planes before, but they were 1 and 2 the last time. I wondered how this would go…the flying for 7 straight hours cross country…the walking clear across airports from terminal A to terminal F at top speed so as not to miss a flight…the sitting in seats for three hours once a flight is delayed.
They loved it.
The first flight took off and Derik started s c r e a m i n g…
My mama mind said “Oh no, here it comes, we are those people with the screaming children…”
But instead of fear, it was pure, unadulterated, childlike joy.
Us mamas need to remember that our children can handle and enjoy and do more than we ever think is possible. :)