We left Thursday afternoon at 1 so we were at the airport by 11:30 to eat lunch and get ready for the plane. We had a little time to let her crawl around and tear things up at the gate area.

Everyone always told me that we would get to board the plane first because we were traveling with a baby. Well, it didn't happen for us. On the way up there, not only were we not first, but we were pretty much dead last to get on the plane. The plane was full, and they finally call us to get on. Everyone is just staring at us because here we come with all of our stuff to keep her entertained. We find our seats and and see that we are in the middle and window seat, which would have been okay. There was an elderly lady on the isle already sitting. I said at least 3 times to here that we needed to get in and she didn't move. Finally we just started climbing over her! (It turns out that she couldn't walk, but how was I supposed to know?) Anyone that has EVER been on a plane can think back and remember how much room you do NOT have and now imagine climbing over a little, old lady with 4 bags and holding on to Gracie. It was a disaster! I was so tired and we hadn't even taken off yet! Luckily it was her nap time and after a few screams and lots of fruit snacks she settled down and slept about 45 minutes.

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