"Daddy! Daddy! Come on daddy! We need to get on the airplane. Come sit right here next to me and put on your seat belt. Okay daddy, no talking!" Our son recently went on his tenth airplane ride at the ripe old age of three. I would say he is no longer an amateur when it comes to airports, airlines and aircraft. Pulling his familiar rollerboard, he breezes through TSA faster than I do and waves at "all the people" while confidently strolling through the terminal toward his departing flight. He even waves goodbye with a smile to all the deplaning customers at the front exit. To him, this is old hat. He reminds me of myself over thirty years ago when I rode on my father's airline, PSA. I used to walk up and down the aisle, passing out mints toward the end of the flight.
Thank goodness he told me he wants to be a firefighter!
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Oh you too huh!?! Our kids were the same way when we all flew on the company plane for the first time as a 'family'. Getting ready to head out of BTV they were set, we bought them sony ear buds for the TV, favorite blanket etc. They were holding the 'information card' as the saftey brief was going on listening to every word. We were "on the Bus" in row 1 seats A-D. There was a Captain sitting in E. (setting the scene) The flight was uneventful, the kids were zoned into Cartoon Network Bliss, and my husband and I were talking to the Captain. We land in JFK, taxi to T-5 and my son takes his arm whips me back into my seat, yells across the aisle to his Daddy and states, "DADDY, I FOUND ALL YOUR AIRPLANES! THEY ARE OUT THERE ALL OF THEM!!! BOY THERE SURE IS A LOT OF THEM!" Loud enough for the 1st 6 rows to hear him. The flight attendents burst out laughing, the Captain couldn't get enough air because she was laughing so hard. Daddy simply answered, "Yes David, I do work on those planes!" I won't tell you about what he said on the taxi ride to the hotel...all I can say is "out of the mouths of babes..." I could write a book. :)
Holly in VT
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