Yesterday we boarded a plane headed to Orlando, Florida for a visit with Alex and Ari's Great Aunt Candy and Uncle Jerry, Cousin Jordan (Cousin Jared was out of town, working in NYC this summer and having a blast in the Big Apple), and Great Grandma ("GG"), who came up from Delray Beach to spend a few days visiting with her great grandchildren.
This was another one of our "take the entire family along on one of Daddy's business trips" vacations, but with a much better outcome than our
first business/family trip back in February. However, the trip started off a bit rocky. In retrospect, though, we're trying to look at it as a learning experience full of important lessons.
First, a certain airline failed to assign us seats near each other on the plane. So while Ari and Mommy were in the same aisle, at least, Alex was assigned a seat by himself in the aisle behind us, and Daddy's seat was about five rows in front of us. The gate agent was less than helpful when we explained that having a 15-month old toddler sitting by himself (next to a perfect stranger) wasn't the brightest idea. Her response was "well, it's a full flight so I can't do anything about it." Luckily the flight attendant on board was more helpful, and tried his hardest to rearrange our seats so that at least one parent was with the kids. We finally shuffled enough seats so that in one aisle of seats we had Ari (window), Mommy (middle), and Alex (aisle) but Daddy was still five rows in front of us. When the flight attendant asked the woman on the other side of the aisle from Alex to switch with Daddy (also in an aisle seat, just closer to the front of the plane) so that he could be with his family, the woman refused because she wanted to sit near her friend. Thanks, lady. So the airline moved the lady and her friend to first class to make room for Daddy to sit in our row. Lesson learned: have no sense of humanity and you, too, can ride in First Class.
Once we were all settled, the kids were happy in their carseats for oh, about ten minutes. The difference between the last time we flew to Chile (when the kids were 11 months old) and now was that now they are much more mobile and not content to be confined to a carseat for the flight. We managed to keep them occupied for most of the flight, but there were a few times they got cranky and fussy, forcing Mommy and Daddy (now fearing they were "those people" on the flight with the screaming children) to head to the back of the plane where the noise from the engine drown out their cries. Snacks and short walks down the aisle (in addition to the nice lady seated in Daddy's row) seemed to help, and somehow we survived the flight. Lesson learned: carseats take up unnecessary room on the plane and are no longer of any use for two squirmy toddlers.
While we all survived the flight in one piece, our (mis)adventure in air travel continued a bit longer once we arrived in Orlando, only to find that Daddy's luggage had been lost. Luckily most of the kids' stuff was in Mommy's luggage, so at least we had their essentials when we finally arrived at Aunt Candy and Uncle Jerry's house at about 7:30, just in time for a quick dinner, bath, and a much-needed bed time after some quick hugs from a doting aunt, uncle, cousin, and GG. Daddy eventually got his luggage returned to him when it was delivered to the house...at 4:00 a.m... without advance warning and by a deliveryman who rang the doorbell. Lesson learned: when the doorbell rings at 4:00 a.m., it doesn't necessarily mean someone has died (although that will always be the first thing going through your head).
The good news is that our trip has been headed uphill after our rocky start, mostly thanks to Aunt Candy's efforts to furnish her entire house (which hasn't seen toddlers in about 14 years) with all of the comforts of home, and more. The kids have cribs, lots of fun toys, booster seats, a swimming pool and pool floats, trampoline, two kitty cat friends, bath toys...and the house is even baby-proofed!
Today we recovered from our trip by relaxing around the house, spending time catching up with all of the relatives before Daddy had to head out to his work conference at the
Rosen Shingle Resort (yeah, poor Daddy). Here are some pictures of the kids enjoying their new environment, toys, and adoring relatives:
Alex and Ari explore try out all of their new toys
Cousin Jordan entertains Alex
Alex and Ari play with Aunt Candy and GG
Alex loves Aunt Candy- because she feeds him yummy snacks
Alex jumps on the trampoline with Daddy
We're looking forward to a week of new adventures and new places!