In mid-October, we journeyed to Nashville for our first flight with babies. We survived. Flight one: I sat by a self-proclaimed “baby whisperer” who put both of them to sleep for me. Flight two: They let us bring a car seat on, so we let Noah sleep in his seat and tag-teamed with Luke. Success! (Fun fact: You can’t have 2 lap babies on the same row because there are only 4 masks that drop down in case of emergency. We couldn’t sit on the same row on the first flight, but we were able to on the second flight when there was an extra seat for our carseat. If you have one or two babies, always ask if there is room for you to bring your carseat onboard if you didn’t buy a ticket for your baby.)
The reason for our trip was that Joel had a conference in Philadelphia, so we thought it would be nice for me to go to Nashville while he was gone. So we flew to Nashville, Joel stayed for a day and then headed to Philly. We met up in the airport on the way home. We had a great trip – the boys got to meet Grandmommy, Uncle Adam, Brittney, lots more friends and family, and they got to spend some time with the grandparents and cousins too! We pushed them way past their limit on Sunday afternoon with a big family gathering, but they did really well the rest of the trip.
