So we went on an airplane ride....
And it was so exciting!
New things to see:
And explore:
YoungSon3 had never seen an escalator or moving walk way. After a night of no sleep (I learned that I don't actually sleep on an airplane), with 5 hrs and nothing to do, we made laps. UP and DOWN and UP and DOWN. Round and Round and Round the moving stairs and walkway.
The younger two boys took me very seriously when I warned them of pant legs getting tangled, and how scary that can be. The older one nearly gave his sleepy mamma a heart attack several times.
Until we discovered the monorail. Now that was a grand adventure. I think we made 4 laps of the airport before I began feeling motion sick.
Finally, while an epic battle was waged between the North and the South (the South won this one, even against the help of the motorized policeman - did you know there were motorcycles during the civil war?),
YoungSon1 and I got some sleep. It wasn't real sleep of course, with one hand on each child and a leg over the third and my head on my computer and my awareness on all of them. But it was good for us.
And then there was one plane ride left.
And we arrived.
