Airplanes

I was not looking forward to the plane rides for our vacation in Utah. Traveling with a one-year-old is not my kind of relaxing vacation. Having a four hour lay over and a flight that leaves at 8 a.m. is also not high on my list (we flew with frequent flier miles, so we got the flights that were available). Going through security twice because the airport where we had our layover has a lame layout where guests have to leave the airport to get to another terminal which means going through security again. Going through security with two kids, a stroller, tons of carry-ons to avoid charges, and baby food isn't fun the first time. The second time wasn't any better.

I was expecting a nightmare. Actually though, besides the two securities, the flights to and from Utah went really well. Gavin fell asleep on both our flights to Utah and on the way home. He didn't sleep the whole time, but enough so that we could handle the crawling around from lap to lap and trying to climb over the chairs to get to the people behind us. Dallin watched a movie on the first flight, fell asleep on the second, and was asleep on our return flight before the plane had left the runway. He woke up for the last 15 minutes of that flight.

During the layover, we let both boys run around in an emptier part of the airport, ate lunch and then pulled out the cars. The last hour of it, both Zane and I were getting pretty tired of entertaining (we had been up since 5:30 a.m.), but then an angel sent straight from heaven in the form of a little girl Dallin's age, saved us. Dallin and this girl became best friends and played for an hour with cars while Gavin trailed behind them. Zane and I got to relax for a little.



All and all, the flights were great and way better than driving!