We were *those* people on the plane
Oh, you are so glad you were not on the plane with us today.
They have been in pretty defiant, touchy moods all weekend, and Sunday was definitely no exception.
We had to wake them up from their nap in order to get to the airport on time. Never a good thing.
They didn’t want to say goodbye to Nana (M’s grandmother, whose deteriorating health was the primary motivator for the trip).
They didn’t want to get into their carseats.
They didn’t want to get out of their carseats.
They didn’t want to give up their blankets/stuffed animals for the benefit of security.
They wanted to push their carseats (equipped, of course, with the GoGo Kidz) down the terminal hallway.
They did NOT want any help.
Rebecca ended up getting strapped into the seat against her will and screamed hysterically for approximately 15-20 minutes.
As soon as she calmed down, Daniel got in on the act.
They’re hungry. They want a banana. NO banana! They want crackers. NO crackers! Et cetera, et cetera.
No pre-boarding announcement, so we get to whack people on the arms with the carseats coming down the aisle.
Cranky lady in the aisle seat was not pleased to learn we were in her row.
Rebecca decided to sit with me. Daniel freaked. For nearly half an hour until we could switch.
Rebecca ate her body weight in Goldfish crackers.
Daniel wailed for his blanket. And immediately threw it on the floor. Then wailed to get it back. Repeat for books, toys, food, and anything else you might attempt to use for calming or entertainment.
Screaming and complaining continued for the vast majority of the flight.
More freaking while waiting to get off the airplane.
More freaking when I said Daniel could not push the carseat from the gate to baggage claim (by the way, at this point he was not wearing any pants, as his were somehow soaked. We were quite a sight…).
Oh thank god, back in our car.
What the hell do you mean there’s stop-and-go traffic at 8:15 on a Sunday night?
Sure, we can have McDonald’s drive-thru for a two-hour-late dinner. Why not?
Good lord, get them in the tub. Make this day over.
Daniel, why are you saying “yucky” and holding out your hand?
Poop. His. In the tub.
One story. Lights out.
Fin.
Tags: tantrums
July 13th, 2009 at 8:08 am
Was that really the end? Because I’m surprised to see no alcohol in that evening
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July 13th, 2009 at 9:52 am
oh my. I hope there was alcohol and bed and peace at the end. what a day!
July 13th, 2009 at 10:38 am
Yikes!! They can’t all be winners, I guess. Hopefully they will be in better moods with lovely weather and lots to do at home!
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July 13th, 2009 at 12:09 pm
Oh dear. Hope today is a better day.
July 13th, 2009 at 12:31 pm
I’m so sorry you had such a rough trip back! For what it’s worth, as long as the parents are trying to do something about the screaming kid or kids, I’m pretty sympathetic to them. It’s only when they sleep right through it or completely ignore their kids, amazingly frequent, that I actually get upset. Hope today is better!!
July 13th, 2009 at 12:36 pm
Did you have a large glass of wine? I need one after reading about that trip.
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July 13th, 2009 at 10:00 pm
*hugs* Some day, you’ll look back and laugh. At least, that’s what I tell myself.
July 13th, 2009 at 10:29 pm
Oh man, I was sitting in that traffic too (and again tonight, what the heck) but I didn’t have the screaming kid factor! Sorry! But I laughed when I read that Rebecca ate her body weight in goldfish:)
July 13th, 2009 at 10:32 pm
oh dear! yes, i see that countdown moving steadfastly towards two. welcome, dear friend. you’ll be checking out that preschool this week, no?
July 13th, 2009 at 11:28 pm
As an old drama teacher would declare with a flourish, “And SCENE.”
Lawsy girl. Love the way you so artfully described those thankfully rare, but impressive when they happen, moments of twin-parenthood.
Having a glass of wine on your behalf.
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July 13th, 2009 at 11:42 pm
Oh boy. Yowza! I’m sorry for your trip. Have you recovered yet? At least you went to McD’s. I find their caramel sundae with nuts to be very restorative. I’m flying with just one kid this week and I’m a little terrified. He’ll be a lap dude and is not much for sitting still these days. I’m sure I’ll be posting something similar (although singular) soon!
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July 14th, 2009 at 1:28 am
wow! I can relate completely! You’re sure you don’t live in my family? Mom of a 4 year old boy AND boy/girl twins who are 21 months old. Yes, I get it! I hope they slept through the night and you and your husband got to relax that night. One day, we’ll all laugh about it…. hopefully! thanks for sharing!
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July 14th, 2009 at 4:55 pm
This describes our return flight from Portland after New Years 2009, minus the poop. Not surprisingly, the boys were just 3 weeks away from turning two.
Coincidence?
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July 14th, 2009 at 9:12 pm
Agghhh, I feel your pain. I think I would rather swim the 10,000 miles or so from my island to New England for our next visit, than get on another goddam plane. Flights with toddler twins can be so damn traumatic. Mentally sending you hugs and a huge bottle of Kahlua. Mudslides are excellent therapy after drama filled flights
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July 17th, 2009 at 5:48 pm
Yikes! Not exactly what I wanted to read before our flight(s) to Jamaica tonight! Glad you made it home in one piece:) It will be the kids 10th and 11th flights (I took M with me to CA for a girls weekend once) but we depart at 11:45 PM..wish us luck.
Trina