On Saturday morning, we woke up Ella (ack! It is so painful to wake up a child when you spend so much of your life getting them to sleep) and made Landen and Adam drive us to the airport.
And then we got on a plane to fly to Utah and begin our long summer vacation.
In our less sane moments, we’d considered driving instead of flying, so a three hour flight (even on the world’s smallest airplane) didn’t seem too difficult compared to the 20+ hour drive we’d contemplated.
And Ella, despite missing an hour or two of sleep, was delightful on the plane, except for one ill-advised moment where I threw her empty soda cup into the garbage the flight attendant was passing. There were some serious tears.
I tried to hit a nice balance between not packing the entire nursery and having enough things to keep her happy on the flight. A few of the successes:
- Some new (free! because I love free!) apps for my phone, including the Micky Mouse Club House Road Rally and Jake’s Never Land Pirate School.
- The ever trusty crayons and paper.
- A huge sheet of stickers that came free in the mail and which I’ve been hoarding for a very long time.
- Having Bart along. I read 100 pages on the airplane while he used the above mentioned items and his prodigious story-making-up skills to keep her entertained.
- The little bag of tiny pretzels. I’ve always loved snacks on an airplane, but now I think they are pretty much the best thing ever since it burned up so much of the flight while she ate them one at a time.
And it is just lovely to be here.