okay, maybe one more....

It's always easier traveling with Husband. We do a good job when it is just the two of us, but it is nice to have someone sit with the bags while the metropolitan girl traipses through Reagan with mom at her heels.


She hijacked Wife's Diet Coke and before we knew it-- she got jacked on some caffeine.


Isn't Husband dashing?  He was part of the theivery of said Diet Coke.



So she starts running in circles...


And again...


And again...


She kept running...


and running...


and running...


in circles...

We were in the air in no time...


and asleep seconds later...


Before we were mid-way through the trip, the stewardess came over the loudspeaker and said, "If there is a doctor or EMT onboard, will you please come to the back of the plane... quickly?" The sleeping Doctor passes the sleeping baby to the very awake mother and heads to the back. As HIPAA is something that Husband takes very seriously, I am not at liberty to be "in the know." But, Husband reappeared at our seats about  45 minutes later with M&Ms and orange juice for LMC.

Upon disembarktation, the Seasoned traveler took her Daddy's hand and they were off.


Before making a quick pitstop at one of the several Christmas trees in the Orlando airport for a picture.


We are on our way! Disney Cruise or bust!

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