We are the crew that when you see rolling up to the gate you secretly pray isn't sitting next to you on the flight. Well, to mark the girls 18 month old "birthday" we took them on their first flight. Getting through security was probably the most stressful part. They made the girls walk thru on their own (if you know Haddie you know that was NOT gonna happen). Then we had to wait 20 minutes for them to check the stroller and the kids were so excited they kept running all over the airport like some crazies.
But we had time to get a quick bite before take off and had a fairly successful flight. The girls took turns sitting in between brother and Mitch and with me a few rows back. Hadley slept about an hour while Miss Emma refused to sit on my lap during our very turbulent ride through a lightening storm (and if you know me you know I was on a verge of a nervous breakdown). But playing with Emma kept my mind at ease as she flirted with the flight attendant behind us. We landed at midnight and got back to grandpa Gregs house about 2am. We all slept great (thanks Diddy and Rita for all the car seats and cribs!).