Whoever said "getting there is half the fun" is a liar. Thoughts of future trips to Denver/Boston by car rolled through my mind this afternoon as we began our ascent out of Logan Airport. Certainly nineteen hours on the road outweigh the costs (emotional and physical) of flying. We spent a majority of the flight, once again, hanging out with the flight staff in the back of the plane. In an attempt to ease the tears, a kind flight attendant whipped up a concoction of dry ice and liquid soap. It bubbled and gassed...in my opinion, a bit too dramatic for an aircraft trick...but it held Ella's attention. Sitting still in a chair for over two hours is simply counter-intuitive for our daughter. In all fairness she did really well. Despite the rought spots, this weekend has restored my faith in man and woman-kind. Thankfully, we encountered knowing smiles and nods at every turn. Quality time with Allyn, Jon and Jo was certainly our reward. We always leave wishing we lived closer. Jerry and I have so much fun watching the girls get aquainted with one another. I know all four of their parents expect the best of friendships to emerge as they grow older. For now they will fight over teething biscuits and personal space as only true sisters would. As I write I am already planning our next trip out east. Perhaps memories of the flight will fade like those of child birth.
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Dearest sister, are you sure that road trips are the answer?! I mean sure the constant elbows, the fighting over the sky mall magazine, the snoring and of course you telling me my breath stinks was just what a young kid needs to start any trip off right but think about our family road trips.....I'll give you another second to ponder.... Okay so if you dont recall we were just a step or two off from being "the Griswolds".(Mom forgive me) 1)the seascapes tapes over and over again as grandma did her double sniffs from the back seat. 2)damp peanut butter and jelly sandwiches and the batteries running out right in the middle of your favorite mix tape. 3)Car on the side of the road, doors locked, us outside waiting for mom to let us back in the car after we had been fighting. 4)hotel stays that involved one of us on a cot.... I guess my point is Ella's traumatic memories of flight will soon be gone and I'm sure her smiles as she exited the plane made up for any inconvenience she might have caused. Se makes everyone forget all the troubles in the world even if its only for a minute with those cheeks. Hope this helped. I cant wait to see you guys and please keep up the blog. I love it and it helps me know my beautiful God daughter.
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