First Flight

Like a most northeastern snow birds, we all decided to fly south for the winter for our first "new family style" foray to Boca Raton (where my mom Beth lives) Spring Break 2006. Traveling with the twinkies in an airplane for the first time ever, we thought we'd be saving a bit of cash because kids fly free before they're 2 years old. Truth be told, we did save cash, but paid double in sanity. Without seat belts to harness them, (the ones that are tightly fastened to the seats that we elected not to pay for) I began to ponder Christopher's less humane double headed leash idea while i smacked my forehead in a 'what were we thinking??' manner. The flight turned out to be a 3 hour-long apology to our aisle neighbors seated behind (peek-a-boo is only cute the first few minutes, and that's from only 1 child) and in front of us (as tugging on the passengers hair is not cute at all, especially from 2 children).

On the return flight home, jetblue lost our double stroller. Yes...gone. They said they'd mail it to us as soon as they located the item. Great. Now we're stranded - and sooo close to home - since our 'new family' mobility was entirely dependent on this wheeled monster of a contraption for several reasons. None of which we, previously brilliant people, knew of. One was for our carry-on crap. Two, the twinkies survival stuff. And three, THEM. The 5-point harness system is a twin parent's dream - mobilized. Instead we were immobile, uncomfortable, and it was now past midnight. We hadn't the energy left to catch them anymore, so we just watched as they ran ran ran all over the piles of people, then on the luggage carousels... Forty-five minutes later, Jetblue appeared with a remedy: it was a single stroller, that was gross and broken. "Problem is sir, that has 1 seat while we have 2 children..."

That said, we did manage to reach the beach!!