He actually did really really well on the plane. We boarded the plane and got all buckled in and he enjoyed it for about five minutes, looking out the window, looking at the other passengers ...... and then boredom set it. So I told him we were going to fly into the sky soon. Well that did it.
He said, like a rocket ship!?!?!?!? Then he said 1 2 3 blast off and I said nope not yet, we have to move backwards first and then forward a little, stop and then take off. So he waited and pretty soon we went backwards, then we went forward and we stopped. Then he said 1 2 3 blast off, nope not yet. 1 2 3 blast off, nope not yet. So I pretended to be the plane talking to traffic control until I heard the engines rev. Together we said 1 2 3 blast off and the plane took off. He loved it.
After all of the excitement and waking up at 4:30am the boy drifted off, for all of 20min. But it's so cute isn't it.
Grandpa was there to meet us at the airport and we followed him back to his house ....
were cousin Mila was waiting, oh and Grandma and Auntie Melihna.
Mila is just to cute for words and Quinn is so good with her.
She hits him and pulls his hair and he doesn't even flinch.
Mila started crawling the night we arrived. I told Melihna it was all because Quinn showed her how :)