Wednesday, June 3, 2009

The (Air)Bus

We recently flew to DC, and it was only the second time Chay has flown. The first time was to fly to the same place for his baptism/1st birthday party, and he doesn't remember that one. We flew JetBlue. The only way to go with kids - free cartoons right in the seats!

We bought him his own seat this time, even though he could have sat on my lap. It would have saved us $300 but it also would have made me crazy being forced to watch cartoons and deal with his wiggly butt on me for 2 1/2 hours. You know what is coming next, right? He sat on my lap the entire time and took a nap for half the trip. Both ways. On the positive side, I was able to watch Ellen while he slept.

While in the airport he was obsessed with the planes. "Its an erplain mommy, its an erplain!"

But when it was time to get on the plane? Not so much. "No, mommy, I don't want to get on the erplain. No erplains, mommy!"

So, being the great parents we are, we told him it was a bus. "Oh. OK, its a bus. Dat OK." Buses, OK. Check. Erplains, not so much.

It took him about a half hour into the flight (both ways, mind you) to realize that we really were on a plane. He would look out the window, see the clouds, and announce loudly enough for the entire plane load of passengers to hear, "Hey, mommy! We not on a bus! We on a erplain! You lied. Bad, mommy!"

He's brilliant, that one. And a tattle tale.

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