This past weekend was the Fourth of July.
What a fun holiday to celebrate right? Food, family, fireworks!
We spent our holiday with Ds family in Chicago. Which meant we had to get on a plane with a two year old…
Traveling with a two year old requires a lot of patience, snacks and pre planning in my opinion lol.
First you should make sure your airline allows a two year old to be a lap baby or else you will end at the check in counter trying to catch your flight only to find out you need to buy another ticket on an almost full flight of a holiday weekend. Yeah that happened.
Also I bought the cutest Doc McStuffins mini bookbag, so she could feel like a big girl with her own bag. I put a few coloring books, crayons, some reading books and two dolls in it. I thought it would be great to keep her busy while on the plane and while away from all her usual toys but I didn’t anticipate her wanting to open it at every moment while we were at the airport. She was so excited to have it and wear it though, I don’t blame her.
(This is the bag. got it from target for like $12? They had a few other mini bookbags; HelloKitty, a monkey, a bear. I thought about looking for a leash/bag but D said he wouldn’t talk to me if i got her one hahahahaha)
(This is her wearing it at home the day i bought it. Obviously I need to rethink where I leave things because i didn’t intend for her to see it til we were at the airport 🙂 )
We ended up having to wait at the gate, while on the plane before taking off, and after landing on the runway. This meant a lot of wait time which equates to hungry bellies. Thank God for goldfish. And granola bars. And beef jerky sticks.
She actually did really well on the plane all things considered. And having our umbrella stroller with us was awesome. We left it right before we got on the plane and they give it to you right after you land.
Other than that we had a great weekend.
A lot of D’s family hadn’t had the chance to meet baby girl yet so they were besides themselves with her personality and vocabulary and facial expressions. And she was loving every minute of the attention, all of the kisses, and a break from a regular routine (which meant staying way up past bedtime).
When we finally came back home she slept a good 12 hours! Poor thing was exhausted from all the festivities!