I went to Seattle last month to help my sister with her new twin girls. Do you see the overwhelmed look on my face as I tried to hold 2 babies at once? My sister makes it look easy!
I took Carter with me and he had a blast playing with Chloe and Mitchell. There were the occasional fights and hitting and the inevitable time outs, but overall I would say it was a success.
I was really hoping that seeing Mitchell walking would motivate Carter to walk a bit......but instead Mitchell was super polite and got down and crawled with Carter! I took both of them to the mall.........................it was like trying to herd cats.
There was lots of time to play at the park and they all loved it.
Carter had no problem making himself right at home. Mitchell even encouraged his behavior!
The best part of the trip would have to be the plane right there and back. And when I say the best, I actually mean the WORST. The way there our plane was delayed for 1.5 hours. It was way past Carter's bedtime by the time we got in the air and he cried for over half the flight. Crying with bouts of screaming make for a great 2 hours. I thought it couldn't get worse than that. Boy was I wrong. Remember in February when Carter and I flew to Seattle in February and right as we were descending he had explosive diarrhea that got all over his little body and I had to change him on the floor between our seats!??!? well this time as we were descending he decided to try and top that. He had projectile vomit that just kept coming and coming and completely soaked him and his carseat. I called the flight attendant over and told that we HAD to get out of our seats so I could clean him up. She was very nice about it and even helped me change him. He didn't throw up again (thank heavens) but I am sure the young man sitting next to me will never have children later in life. The thing is, I didn't even feel embarrassed really. I guess that is what motherhood will do to you. I had no control over the situation so there was no point in wasting time being embarrassed. That being said, only me, the poor man sitting next to us, and the flight attendant knew what happened though! I will think long and hard about flying with Carter anytime soon.
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
Seattle
Posted by Amanda at 11:08 AM
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It looks like you had a great time. Happy Birthday! Sorry about the ride home though.
Wow, I think you're brave to fly with a kid at all... especially after the first time. Looks like a fun and busy trip though, and the baby twins are super cute. :)
The twins are so cute! Sorry about the plane ride! Motherhood DOES have a way of taking away all our pride doesn't it? I never get embarrassed anymore, Kurt does though....
I am sorry that your plane trips to see us have scarred you for life, but we always love having you. But there really is no better way to say "Welcome to motherhood" than explosive diarrhea and projectile vomit on a PLANE! My kids had a great time with Carter and all of the help was amazing, really. You are the best.
I love the pic of Carter and Mitchell crawling- that is the first time I've seen it. Hilarious.
My first plane trip with B at 21/2 years old, made me swear off flying with him altogether. I'll have to tell you about it some time. We can commiserate together :)
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