First off, a big thank you to Ellie's Temporary Airplane Grandma from Boise. She, and her husband in the window seat, successfully entertained/were entertained by Ellie. We had purchased a row of three seats and one across the aisle. I figured Jay and I would split time in the spare seat to spell ourselves as we co-parented for 6 hours at 35,000 feet. But, given the fluid nature of family airplane seats on a trans-Pacific flight, Ellie ended up being the one best suited to the single seat. She quickly engaged the woman next to her, covered the kind soul with stickers and ate all of the Temporary Grandma's trail mix. The cool part of it was that the woman actually enjoyed it.
Okay... Now, here's the uncut, unedited journal from the trip -
Day One:
Note from Jay: removing geckos from wet bathtubs is challenging. Best to use two combs facing one another (think Venus flytrap). Just be careful not to skewer the little guys.
Note from Col: My heart has officially stopped and my limbs have turned to jelly for the first time as Ellie used the cheap plastic chairs on the deck to climb up onto the railing and come THISCLOSE to launching herself 10 feet down into the back yard. We have calculated that she is within one month of Maggie's age when she threw herself down the long, dark staircase head-first in San Diego. JACK-JACK-ATTACK!!! (Do we sound like bad parents?)
Note from Col: Got Mags a 2.5 foot Cinderella doll for a steal when the Disney Store went out of business and managed to hide her in my closet until Maggie's birthday. Her dance card is going to be full for this whole trip, I can tell, with her suitors lining up for a spin with her. Right now, Mags is out lighting the fire for dinner with Jay, and Ellie is taking advantage of some alone time with our favorite princess. If only one could make oneself un-dizzy by spinning in the opposite direction.
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