Victory! As I mentioned before, I successfully managed to fly home with Luke and Charlie without any major catastrophes. Of course, it's not like I would choose to travel with them every day. It reminded me of taking them to the grocery store. I don't like to do it, but if I must, I will do it.
If I were to have live blogged the trip, you would have read something like this -
10:00 a.m. - I show Luke this movie about airport security.
10:30 a.m. - Luke runs around the house screaming, "We're going to take off our shoes! Take off our shoes!!"
11:00 a.m. - Luke asks, "When do we get to take off our shoes?"
11:30 a.m. - Luke asks, "Mommy, are you going to take off your shoes?"
3:00 p.m. - Arrive at airport. Luke takes off his shoes. I tell him to put them back on until we go through security.
3:10 p.m. - Get to the ticketing counter and Luke demands that I take off my shoes.
3:15 p.m. - I check in and ask if my mom can accompany me at the gate. The ticketing agent acts as if I am asking her to buy cocaine and obstinately says, "NO!"
3:30 p.m. - Say goodbye to my mom. Go through security. Luke finally gets to take his shoes off. My heart is racing. I hate holding people up in the security line. As soon as I get through security, I sit to help Charlie with his shoes and people push me out of the way in order to run to their gates.
3:45 p.m. - We find our gate and divide the largest ice cream possible between the 3 of us.
3:50 p.m. - A mother travelling alone with 4 small children passes by me. I feel incredibly guilty for thinking that I need help. It has been confirmed: I am truly a wuss.
4:00 p.m. - I take Luke to the bathroom. He tells me that his poop looks like a snake that we saw at the zoo.
4:05 p.m. - After he goes to the bathroom, Luke sits on the floor in the stall to pull his pants up.
4:45 p.m. - Board plane. We are illegally placed in an exit row. I don't say anything, neither does the flight attendant.
5:15 p.m. - Waiting on the runway. Luke screams, "This is stupid." People around us snicker.
5:30 p.m. - Luke almost spills apple juice.
5:35 p.m. - Luke spills an entire cup of ice on his lap and screams that he needs a new seat.
5:40 p.m. - Luke and Charlie fight over the iPod.
5:45 p.m. - Charlie eats a handful of playdough.
5:50 p.m. - At the insistence of the flight attendant, I let Luke and Charlie run to the back of the plane and up again.
5:55 p.m. - Luke and Charlie screaming at each other.
5:57 p.m. - The flight attendant approaches me and rubs Charlie's leg. However, half the time she misses his leg and accidentally rubs mine too. Awkward.
6:10 p.m. - We land on what Luke refers to as the "Airplane Freeway." Success! I swear to never do this again by myself.