So after all our eventfulness getting our seats sorted and actually getting on the plane, we settled in for what I thought would be a peaceful flight with two sleepy girls who had missed their usual nap time. Hahaha! Yeah, mommy was wrong again.
Our airplane had TVs at every seat. Sounds like a great thing for a mom, built in entertainment and diststraction. Unfortunately, in my situation, my overly tired girls were too interested in the movie previews playing than in gently drifting off to sleep during takeoff as they usually do. Fast forward through Sugarplum’s incessant demands to see Tinkerbell (Peter Pan was one of the $8 movie choices) and arrive 30 minutes later at Sugarplum’s demand for a snack.
If I were to write a post of my tips flying with children (which I’m sure I will do someday), the top two things to bring for sanity’s sake would be lots of toys/books and snacks.
Yeah, about those snacks Sugarplum demanded….I had them neatly packed in our usual snack bag…which was packed securely on the kitchen counter at home (an improvement over forgetting my pants the last road trip we did, though!). I explain to Sugarplum how mommy made a big mess up and forgot our snacks at home but the airplane people would be coming soon with drinks and hopefully they would have a small snack for us. Hahahaha (again). Free snacks on a legacy carrier? Not likely. Not even a bag of stinkin peanuts or pretzels.
So cue mommy buying exorbitantly priced chex mix and rationing it between the two girls for the entire flight (sneaking just a few for myself and my quiet little tummy traveler). Of course, Sugarplum wants milk to go with her snack. Does the airline have milk? Short answer, yes. Flight attendant’s response to my request: “We only have milk for the coffee.” WHAT?!?! You mean my two year old cannot have 1/2 a cup of milk? Had my sanity been fully in tact I would have requested a cup of coffee, milk, no sugar hold the coffee but I was way past my optimal thinking phase by then. Alright, give me a cup of super sugary apple juice which I do everything in my power to keep my kids away from (because the water in her supply cup is just not going to cut it, not today, not for 4 hours). And cue 3 more hours of sleeplessness along with demands to go potty during turbulence and a ridiculously long lavatory line of adults who probably don’t even need to go but just need something to do.
Ho hum. Guess I’ve learned my lesson and I know who NOT to travel with next time. Just thankful our return flight is with a much friendlier airline.
