Aaron and the kids made it home from YL camp safe and tired. They arrived early enough that Aaron could throw Anna around giggling for an hour or so before bed. They both slept in today.
I will soon commence the art of packing to survive 271 minutes of flight plus X minutes on runway with an 18-month-old, 23-pound wiggle worm on my lap. For the airports we got her a cute bear backpack with a long tail. Yeah, it's a leash. Cruel, demeaning us. But she loves her "baba," and isn't it actually more freedom than five-point harnessing her to things the entire time? I'm over it.
Some things I have in mind for in-flight entertainment: mini magnadoodle; a couple books (lift-the-flaps are good, I figure, to take as long as possible on each page...); her toy camera with the animal pictures; plastic bead necklace she's enthralled with; snacks like Cheerios, Goldfish crackers, string cheese, yogurt-covered raisins. And Aaron can play VeggieTales and Muppets shows on his Palm Pilot. For me, of course.
Then there is all the other stuff: diapers, wipes, cup, bib, spoon, milk, other food, change of clothes...
And my stuff: laptop (probably), camera, wallet, toothbrush, book I'll never even open, copious amounts of Dramamine...
So what am I forgetting? And the flip side: how can I lighten my load? (Answer: make it your husband's load!)
Aaron says she's going to be on my lap the whole time. But he also takes the aisle seat, so God help the poor soul on my left. I feel more sorry for them than me.
Meanwhile, here on the blog, as you can see I've finally done a little housekeeping. If your blog is not on my blogroll but you know I stalk you and you'd like it to be, let me know. (And if it's on there but you don't want it to be, that's cool too.)
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Ug, I do not envy you, my friend. Not one bit.
Through numerous personal experiences I've concluded that the things we worry about the most do not come true. Therefore, I'm predicting that darling Anna will be just that, darling & sweet. :) love, mom
Astrid Meklit is a huge fan of the mini magna doodle (and the big one too). She also likes to place foam stickers on blank pieces of paper for extraordinary amounts of time. There is litter in the end, but peace reigns during the stickering! Please let us know what works, you know I'll be making the reverse trip in 3 weeks!
mom: But she'll still be heavy!
paige, good call! I just added stickers to my pile. Amazing how many were in my desk drawer; I'm either nine years old or a grandma putting them all over envelopes? Also found many receipts, half-stamped store cards, and floppy disks. Those'll come in handy when I build my time machine.
The leash is an excellent idea. We leashed Roman for about 6-9 months, from about the age of Anna to a little over 2. He was a runner - put him down and he took off! With a leash, everyone is happy. Except the people who get cut off when your kid turns real fast. Hee, hee.
Magna Doodle an excellent choice. Even at 5, Roman plays with it for close to 30 min. sometimes.
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