So, we flew to Boston Thanksgiving week. We spent the holiday in New Hampshire with my whole family. It was a nice visit. The first time I have flown in 4 years and the first that Emily and Allie can remember. They were much smaller when we flew last, obviously.
If our flight wasn't so early in the morning, I would have done well with a drink (or two) to take my edge off. I didn't show my nervousness, for the most part, as I didn't want the girls to feel my tension.
Luckily, they were oblivious to my fears - so much so that Emily, as the plane was taking off - yelled, quite loudly and excitedly - "Mommy! Look! We ARE FLYING! Look HOW HIGH we ARE!! MOMMY! We are sooOOooOOOoooo HIGH OFF THE GROUND!! YAY!!! YAAAAY!!! THIS IS AMAZING!!!" Everyone around us chuckled as I dug my nails into the seat, looking at Em with a slightly forced smile, saying, "yay!"
ha! Good Times!
We spent an afternoon walking around Boston, ate some yummy food, picked up a souvenir or two.
And trust me when I say that every picture we took of them - they posed like that.