Traveling with kids. Oh what an adventure. I have been traveling on a plane alone with Jack since he was a few months old. Jim has only been with us a handful of times.
Jack and I had our routine. We would fly in the morning, so we would have breakfast after going through security. Then walk around the terminal to get some energy out. Once we were on the plane we would read stories until the after we passed through 10 thousand feet. At that point Jack could watch his movie, which he would do happily until we were descending. After we had to turn off the movie we would read stories again until we landed.
Now with Will it is a bit more of a challenge for me, but we are figuring it out. Last year when he was little and couldn’t move around it was harder to schlep him through the airport and onto the plane, but he was happy sitting on my lap. Now that he is mobile I wasn’t sure how he would be.
Sunday I got my first chance to figure it out. He had fun walking through the N terminal at SeaTac. Back and forth through all of the people walking down the aisles. Jack and I had to hurry to keep up. Once we were on the plane, I was hoping to be able to hold him off and give him his bottle at take off. But he was having a fit, so I gave it to him early. Once we took off with some rocking and the noise of the plane he fell asleep (Thank God!) and slept for ~40 minutes.
Jack got to watch his movie and once Will woke up I tried to see if he wanted to watch too. He wasn’t that into it, even with his own set of headphones. He was happy sitting on my lap eating some snacks and playing. I couldn’t have asked for a better boy. We read books once the movie had to be turned off.
When I travel with the boys I have a bag full of toys and food, just in case. You never know when you are going to be delayed and what you are going to need. I am always surprised at the parents who don’t have toys are snacks for their kids.
On Sunday a mom sat behind us, traveling alone with two kids around my kids age. For most of the flight they were quiet, although there was quite a bit of kicking of the seats. However she turned off his iPod earlier than they said you had to and he screamed for the last 20 minutes of the flight. She didn’t have anything else to distract him.
Jim was on a flight with a mom and a 2 year old and she didn’t have anything for the child to do. No toys, no snacks. I just don’t get that.
I guess you can call me the Mom Scout. Just like a boy scout, I am a mom that is always prepared.