A friend of mine commented on Facebook the other day about how her recently one-year-old baby boy has been on 22 flights in his life. I just think that's downright incredible. Cheers to you, Elisa, I believe the mother-of-the-year award goes to that! We, on the other hand, are sorely behind that tally - UNDERSTATEMENT. Today, Naomi got on her first plane ride! Let's just say she was more scared of the "moving walkway" than of the main event... if you could only see the death grip on my jeans as she whimpered! (Once I got the photo-op, she was promptly picked up and spared further torture, fyi...)
It was so sweet to watch her take in the GIGANTIC world of terminal that surrounded her tiny being.
She loved running around, walking straight up to many strangers, trying to do somersaults on the dirty airport floor, and burning off lots of pre-flight energy!
This didn't last for long, but she did stop to watch one plane taxying - how the heck do you spell that!? - on the runway.
She ended up doing wonderfully, sleeping the whole first leg. The second leg was a little more challenging, due to a full flight and a crowded situation. But we managed to fill in the time with reading books, an attempt at watching Elmo (she thought punching the keyboard keys on the computer was way more fun), and snacks.
But we get to officially mark this milestone down and she even has a certificate from the airline to prove it! So cute - Southwest presented her with a "first flyer" paper that all the crew and pilots signed for her baby book!
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