LT and I flew alone for the first time. It wasn't so bad. He played in the airport terminal as if it were the Children's Museum, slept for about 30 minutes, woke up from the turbulance and read books the rest of the 2 hours. I was pretty impressed with him.
He played on his sit-n-stroll most of the hour wait in the terminal.
This picture is a little hard to tell, but if you look in the left hand side you will see a man walking in a pink shirt (6 foot 4 inches) and a man walking with him towering over him at 7 feet 8 inches. I couldn't help but take a picture.
When we got on the flight, it was pretty empty. I thought we were going to luck out with a seat in between a kind woman (who took our picture) and us. Not long after this picture was taken a 19 year old, gangster looking (really nice) kid sat in the middle seat. He was a good sport as LT kicked him and placed books on his lap as he slept.
Watching for mom's bag in Seattle.
He played on his sit-n-stroll most of the hour wait in the terminal.
This picture is a little hard to tell, but if you look in the left hand side you will see a man walking in a pink shirt (6 foot 4 inches) and a man walking with him towering over him at 7 feet 8 inches. I couldn't help but take a picture.
When we got on the flight, it was pretty empty. I thought we were going to luck out with a seat in between a kind woman (who took our picture) and us. Not long after this picture was taken a 19 year old, gangster looking (really nice) kid sat in the middle seat. He was a good sport as LT kicked him and placed books on his lap as he slept.
Watching for mom's bag in Seattle.
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