I spent a lot of time preparing for our flight from Oahu to Phoenix. My backpack was full of tricks and snacks for entertaining my son. When our row was called to board at the airport, my husband was standing near the line and motioned for us to come over. My son was struggling to get his backpack on and mumbled, “Dammit.” My husband called from about 15 feet away, “What?” And my son hollers back “DAMMIT!” The lady sitting next to me gave me a look with her eyebrows raised. So we were off to a good start.
He had fun perusing the safety info and helping Daddy get his seat belt on. We bought some new t.v. shows he’s never seen on the Kindle Fire and rented the movie Up. The movie was a big fail – he just didn’t have the attention span for a movie, but he spent about 2 hours browsing the new t.v. shows, so that was a win.
I tried something new on this flight. I always worry that we are bothering the people in front of us when my son is rough opening and shutting his tray and when he “accidentally” kicks the seat in front of him. So when we first sat down in our seats I got the attention of the man sitting in front of my son. “Sir? Hello this is my son behind you and he’s going to try really hard not to touch your seat, but if he does feel free to turn around and tell him – I don’t like that!” The two ladies sitting with him laughed and he seemed pretty good-natured about it. Plus I didn’t have to be paranoid that the man was fuming every time the seat was bumped. I’m thinking if we started annoying him at any point he would have been comfortable enough to at least turn around and make a joke about it.
Here is one of my goodie bags filled with wrapped surprises. It made it through security, but there’s always a chance that they will have to open the gifts if the x-rays make them suspicious of something.
Most of the small wrapped gifts for this flight were figurines from the Goodwill and small pieces of candy. I also found some cool tape at Target that is reusable and kinda feels like the sticky part of a post it note.
We had a lot of fun putting together a lego spiderman car. It was a small miracle we didn’t lose one of the tiny pieces on the floor of the plane. Only downside was the plane was dark and mostly quiet by the time we were putting it together and he was just SO excited and kept yelling out with glee. Eh, better than crying.
When we were waiting for our row’s turn to exit the plane a lady tapped me on the shoulder and said “Your parenting was a real pleasure to witness.” I couldn’t tell if she was joking, so I said, “He wasn’t too loud?” (Because he totally was loud most of the time.) She said, “Well kids are loud, but you guys did a wonderful job with him.” So I’m willing to bet she wasn’t the same lady who heard him yell DAMMIT as we were boarding.
As we left the airplane the pilot was just exiting the cockpit and asked him if he wanted some wings. He was so stinkin’ proud of those wings! He has worn them quite a few times since then :)
So at the end of the day it was a very successful flight! Three and a half is a whole new ball game for 6+ hour flights – so much easier than the 12-24 month age. We have one more long flight before we reach our new home, but I have a few more new ideas up my sleeve for that one. And miles to go before we sleep!What are your favorite toys/games/snacks to pack in order to have a successful flight with a little one?