At the airport, heading into security, which was totally not the train wreck I suspected. The TSA dude was really cool about my double stroller. He wanded it while I carried both children through the security screen at the same time. People sort of laughed at the sight of us.
Mallory did a little screaming to test the acoustics of the BWI A terminal area. She gives it a double baby-thumbs up. Noah was a zombie from the large dose of Benedryl I gave him when we parked the car. To this I say: Total Parenting Bazinga!
Note to self: nursing tank under a tank does not equate to wearing a real brassiere. Wear a bra, it might make the milk boulders point somewhere towards the Tropic of Caner.
Also, please note my Mommy Needs a Cocktail shirt! Thank you Kristen!
The most groovy backpack is Noah's school pack. It's an overpriced Dante Beatrix, but come on, it's made from recycled plastic water bottles!
Noah did really well on the airplane. We spent about fifteen seconds before we left the house this morning looking at a PEC picture of an airplane and I explained that we were going to fly on an airplane to Florida and see Grandma Sandy.
Sitting in a big boy seat, with a big boy seat belt, thanks to Children's Benedryl. All seriousness aside, he did well, about as well as any two year old would, perhaps even better. There was only a small stretch of time from the time the cabin doors slammed shut until the moment the plane touched soil in Florida that I was a tooth grinding, sweaty-palmed mess.
While Noah stood in the seat licking the headrest (gag.) and ogling the rear of the plane I glanced at the watch of my seat neighbor to the right and noticed it was 12:59pm. So, I sang a few songs to him to entice him to turn around and sit the fuck down right now. I glanced back at the clock and it was 1:02pm. I considered counting the seconds until landing but I got side tracked with taking my boob out AGAIN to nurse Mallory
Also, to the man in 14 A .... I am sorry that your trip south today involved so much visual time of my nipple. I don't blame you for going to sleep. And thanks for returning the matchbox cars that my son threw at you.
And now we are here. All is good in the world.
Amy was right, a change of scenery does wonders. I feel so good being distanced from the bull shit of my life at home. It feels fantastic to focus on the kids and just have a nice time. Enjoy walks, play on the floor. Watch the kids faces when they make each other laugh.
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Posted by: Retro Jordans | June 23, 2010 at 03:39 AM
I totally understand the Benadryl thing. I have severe motion sickness for a few years now and I usually take 2 adult Benadryl per day (or more, if I have to be in a car, ferry, plane for more than 8 hours). I am a perpetual zombie but well behaved in general ;) Sometimes I take Atarax instead (don't know if you can get that in the US) - it's like Benadryl with a drop of Xanax - and it's OTC here - damn good stuff. Glad to hear you made it there so smoothly - now enjoy!!
Posted by: Heidi | June 23, 2010 at 03:05 AM
Hooray! And look at that photo of you in the airport. You look like a mom who has her ducks in a row—even if one of them is screaming. :)
Flying with kids is always so stressful. I'm glad it went well and that seat licking was the bad part.
Have a great time!
Posted by: Stimey | June 23, 2010 at 12:45 AM
This reminds me of our trip from Seattle to Florida back when we only had 2 kids and they were 23 months and 5 months old. Fun times on the beach but the travel! Man!
Posted by: Chris | June 22, 2010 at 11:45 PM