Watching a movie in the hotel room, "winding down."
The next morning we woke up at 3:30AM and caught the 4 AM shuttle to the airport. Yikes, talk about tired kiddos. We caught a 6 AM flight to Atlanta, had about an hour layover and then took another flight to New York.
I won't go into all the details, I will just say it was stressful and it was so awful at different points of our aviation journey that I couldn't even cry. I was just in disbelief. Travel with a newly potty trained 2 year old, another 2 year old, and a 6 month old is something I would wish upon no one. My 2 year olds are old enough to watch movies but they are still two and act like it - a plane ride is no exception.
At least he slept a little bit on the plane.
The bottom line is that we made it and are now prepared to enjoy the next week here in New York visiting with family! I would also like to add that despite the elevated blood pressure and anxiety levels the outcome of our travels is definitely worth it!
Greeting Papa at the airport.
(kind of already dreading our 12 hour car ride at Christmas, anyone have any great tips?)