Australia!
Tomorrow Cal and I are flying to Australia. On our own. Just the two of us. Without Daddy. EEEK!
My friend Ames asked me, what's the strategy. Television, snack and laps of the aisles. That's all I got. I've been googling "tips for long-haul flights with toddlers" and the most original tip I could find was to remember that being on a plane with my child puts me in the top wealthiest 2 percent of the world's population. I'm going to see how much relief this thought offers somewhere over Nepal when Cal is trying the grab the sleeping mask off our neighbor's face.
Actually, the greatest consolation is going to be the thought of Mum at the other end. Can't wait to see her and the rest of the fam too.
My friend Ames asked me, what's the strategy. Television, snack and laps of the aisles. That's all I got. I've been googling "tips for long-haul flights with toddlers" and the most original tip I could find was to remember that being on a plane with my child puts me in the top wealthiest 2 percent of the world's population. I'm going to see how much relief this thought offers somewhere over Nepal when Cal is trying the grab the sleeping mask off our neighbor's face.
Actually, the greatest consolation is going to be the thought of Mum at the other end. Can't wait to see her and the rest of the fam too.
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