We just returned from our first trip as a family of five that required us going on an airplane.
Let me preface this by telling you this was a BIG DEAL!!
Our last trip on a plane with children was when Big T wasn’t two years old yet. It was an easy flight, there were two parents for the one child. We all fit in one row on the airplane nicely. Easy peasy!
Fast forward to current day and two more boys later and I would be lying if before we left I wasn’t contemplating buying Valium on the streets just to get me through the flight. Okay not really…but the flight was too early to start drinking wine so the thought crossed my mind only for a fleeting moment. Can you blame me??
Turns out…it wasn’t needed, at least not for the flight down anyway.
We woke up in plenty of time, got to the airport while lugging around every friggin thing in our house with the exception of maybe a couch or two, with surprising ease. Everyone was excited, and Buggy was just taking it all in.
We board when they tell us to, we get settled, and then we sit, and we sit, and sit, and sit some more. Buggy doesn’t like to sit. He doesn’t even like it when I have to stop at a red light while we are in the car. So after sitting and not going anywhere or doing anything for 30 minutes he started to get grumpy. And he wasn’t the only one on the plane that was grumpy. WOOO NELLY people were crabby. It’s pretty difficult to tell your children to be patient when they are surrounded by adults who don’t have that ability either.
After the plane started moving it was smooth sailing. Buggy ate well and actually slept on the plane. Big T did some of his homework, and Sweet Pea stared out the window for most of the flight just in awe!
Then we get into
, hauling all our crap once again, going up
elevators, down elevators, up again, and down again. We must have been in 5 elevators before even
getting to the Courtesy Van area…it was friggin crazy!! Oh I should mention that the shuttle rides to
car rental pick ups are considered amusement park rides to the boys. San
The first day was all about getting settled into what would be our home for the next 5 days. First and only stop was the Grocery Store. And may I just take a moment to thank the good government of
for making hard alcohol available
in grocery stores! Talk about one stop
shopping! This mommy and daddy were
extremely pleased! California
Second Day the fun begins….SeaWorld!
I don’t know who was more excited, the boys or me. But there was enough energy bouncing off the walls in our little beach bungalow that we could have flown it over to the park!
First up was Breakfast With Shamu. We were SO close to the Orcas that the only thing separating us was the glass. We had some food, watch them do some fantastic tricks, took a bazillion pictures, and got soaking wet! Totally fun!
After that we explored every inch of the park. And I do mean, every single inch and it took us 7 hours to do so. All of us LOVED it! Although I have to admit, this mommy got a little freaked out while we were in the underwater tunnel of the Shark exhibit and noticed that we were being tracked by a little Great White Shark all…the…way…down…the…tunnel. That shark wanted my baby for lunch and he made no bones about it. Gave me the heebie-jeebies!
The highlight for the whole family was the Blue Horizons Show. Big T left saying he wanted to become a Marine Biologist, Sweet Pea wanted to High Five the divers and Buggy even got to see everything that was happening and he cheered and clapped and just loved it!
The next day was a trip up to LegoLand. The boys (including my husband) were so excited they almost wet themselves. I have to admit, it’s pretty darn cool there. Rides, everything made out of Legos? What’s not to love? Buggy even found something to love while we were there. The little splash park for the kiddos. It was a hot day and everyone enjoyed getting cooled off in the water.
Our final day was spent at the beach. Because how do you go to
and NOT go to a beach? The boys had a blast. Big T spent hours pretending he was a
surfer. Sweet Pea just tried to stay up
on his feet when the waves would wash upon the shore, and Buggy once again was
content to watch everything that was happening. California
So even with the exhausted children, the blow out poopy diapers (yeah, by my count there were at least three, two of them on the airplane…fun times), and the fighting between the two older boys. I wouldn’t change a thing.
Not a second! Because within all the work, adventures were had, excitement was on the faces of my children for 5 solid days, and the memories that were made will last a lifetime.
Well worth it and then some!
What are some of your favorite memories that you have made while traveling with your children?