It was our first plane ride with LO. I packed meticulously, bringing a full carry on suitcase stuffed with every kind of puff/graham cracker/yogurt bite/squeezable fruit imaginable. My arsenal also included an array of new, travel-friendly toys and books. We don't let LO watch TV, but being terrified newbies, we brought along a DVD player as a last resort. If we reached DEFCON 1, maybe Sesame Street would hold her attention. So naive... The DVD player was brought out in the airport before we ever boarded the plane. The ride went surprisingly smooth, however, even the dozen trips up and down the aisle where LO said "Hi!" and waved to everyone. Her excitement was contagious. To the woman across from us trying to sleep, I'm truly sorry.
One thing I did not expect was LO's primal need to push anything that would move. I guess that's just what 14 month olds do. Here's how we spent the long ass wait at baggage claim:
We had to take turns going round and round as she pushed with all her might. When she ran into something, she'd try to turn it, get angry and squeal, then lay face down on the ground crying. Seriously? The pushing was cute, though, and everyone in the customs line was pointing and laughing at this little baby powering this huge cart.
Jet lag has set in and I must retire. Part II to follow tomorrow.
I can just picture her trying to socialize with everyone!
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