We'll start at the beginning, where all good stories usually start. Grey and I began our travels early in the morning. The first flight went very well
|His first air plane ride, ever!
Our first layover revealed that bad weather would be delaying us and causing missed connections. So we got rerouted. There are pros and cons to this re-routing. Well, only one con that I can think of...it adds 2+ hours to our travel time, making our travel day more than 16 hours, and having us see 5 different airports.
The pros were decent - we got switched to Air Canada flights, and I love flying with them (as opposed to the original Continental/United ticket), because they have bigger, better planes, with TV in every seat. I got free meal service on the plane for all the inconvenience, and I got to layover and go through customs in MY airport...Toronto! So it felt a little like being home for a couple of hours.
|Eating lunch in Toronto. He was already over his day, and we still had 2 flights (incl the long one) to go!
He slept for 30 mins on flight #2, and about 35 mins on flight #3. This is no where near enough sleep, by the way. It did however afford me the chance to check out the tv and movies being offered. I decided to get in touch with my youthful side, and watch the lighthearted Justin Beiber story, Never Say Never. Judge not. He really is a talented kid. And I just wanted to, so leave me alone. Singing "You Smile, I Smile" to myself for the next 12 hours just may have been the thing that got me through. Deadly Serious. I was unable to finish the last 30 mins of the movie until the return trip home.
Flight #4 was the kicker. The "delightful" child cried/screamed almost the entire duration of the flight. Yes, I was one of THOSE PEOPLE. Usually people tell me how cute my kids are, and how good they were (when traveling). Let me assure you, I got no such comments this time. Lots of glares and stares. People assume we arrived at the Calgary airport moments ago and my horrible child is a brat. Never mind that we have been awake (with almost no naps) since 6am (EST), and by the time we reached my parents house, it was 11pm (EST).
There was a rather brief moment of reprieve on flight #4, when he got ahold of an Air Canada coffee stir stick. He was poking it all over the place, and I realized it was really quite sharp on the end. He could seriously poke out his eye with that thing. Maybe I should take it away from him? He's not crying though. Who am I kidding, I likely would have let him play with a butcher knife if it kept him happy and quiet. Maybe not. Or maybe yes. I realize why none of the windows or doors can open on the plane. It's to keep passengers. Moms. From throwing people. Their children. Out of the plane. I wouldn't have. But I would have thought about it long and hard.
|A miserable child, on the way home to Daddy!
|Janessa ordered tomato juice as her complimentary beverage. Just like a good Canadian girl should do.
Grey is officially banned from traveling any distance longer than 1 hour, or over any time that would span a nap.