My mom and dad had an awesome time!
We had only TWO "low"lights, in my opinion. The first was paying $5.99 for a box of cereal for breakfast. After getting 4 boxes free the morning before, with all my coupons and rebates, it broke my heart to pay that much!! The second low was the flight home. We were the LAST ones to check in (I know. Me? Late? Never!) and therefore didn't get 4 seats together. We were seated in rows 3, 10,17, and 27. After much pleading and begging, a father (who I think was just tired of hearing me whine) got up and switched seats. After some more rearranging, we managed to get me in an aisle seat, Luke and Lora together and diagonally behind me, and Carlie right in front of me. Still not ideal, but within arms reach of each child. As the plane took off, Luke was screaming that he didn't want to sit by his sister. He sits by her "a million times! I want to sit by Carlie." Lora didn't want to trade with Carlie b/c then she'd be sitting by herself. Coloring books, cards, gum, candy, even my ipod, could not solve this issue. Bribery won when I convinced Carlie and Lora to switch 1/2 way. After a few more fights, some very sympathetic stares from other mothers (and not so sympathetic from the singles), and an inflight soda (desperate times calls for desperate measures!!) we reached midflight and Carlie and Lora switched. Now Lora was in front of me, in the front row. At this point a stewardess drops a can of soda, which explodes, all over the front row. Lora is covered in Coke, and only through my prayers and the grace of God, did she find this extremely funny. Well, the incident scored us all free snacks, which in the end, was a lifesaver. The flight ended with Lora asleep on some stranger's arm (after NUMEROUS talks of NOT talking to strangers while on vacation!), Luke and Carlie watching CARS on Ted's iphone, and me in the middle of a great book. Ahhh... Oh, and where was the rest of the family? Alicia was in row 17 (alone!), Mom, Dad, and Ted were in the exit aisle (having a nice conversation) and Bill was in row 27 (ASLEEP!!) I at least scored sympathy votes dragging 2 kids, a sleeping child, all the backpacks and leftover snacks, and my big belly, off the plane by myself!! Good thing vacations are relaxing!! ;)
So G'ma, G'pa, and Ted are chillin' in the exit aisle together while you're arguing with strangers about reseating your kids??? Why weren't they the ones to split up? Or at least trade places with you?! You must perfect your "pathetic pregnancy look". Pronto.
ReplyDeleteSome stupid rule about no kids in the exit aisle...therefore there had to be 3 adults in that aisle. I was too dumb (or too slow) to sit my big booty in one of those three seats....hindsight
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