This morning was...less than ideal. Somehow I managed to load the kids, their stuff, the dog and her stuff into the car and get the puppy dropped off on my own. Go me! Then we collected Daddy and everyone was in high spirits as we got to the airport. The kids thought everything was amazing, which I thought was the way it should be.
After a quick snack at our gate Mike and kids went up and down the wall of windows watching the planes. It was so sweet. It was also the last peaceful moments of the trip. We had a whole row and an aisle seat. I had planned that Isaac would get the window, Riley the middle and I'd sit on the end. Leaving Mike on the other side of the aisle so we could switch. We sat that way for about five minutes.
Isaac discovered the little TV and drew the shade to prevent a glare. Mike insisted Isaac switch seats with him so Riley and I could watch the plane take off. It ended up being a good call because we needed two parents in Riley's row. I picked a nap time flight thinking she'd be more likely to sleep. Personally, I blame Mike for jinxing it by saying "Yeah, that's how Isaac was. He watched take off and then slept until the last 5min."
Maybe, it was too different or she was too tired, but she screamed and kicked and cried most of the flight. As I thought "Oh, no we're those people" in horror I glanced over to see Isaac coughing. And we're two for two. Awesome. Riley slept the last ten minutes which is the worst thing she could have done because we had to wake her up to get out of the airport and into the ride the bride sent for us.
It was longer in the car than I anticipated, but we managed to keep Riley calm and entertained for the most part. It was all worth it once we got there. It was beautiful. There was dinner, dancing and good company. Followed by s'mores.