So we flew to and from Minnesota on Northwest. No seat for M, she would just be in my lap. Made the reservations on Orbitz many weeks ago, and requested three seats in a row (Me, C, G). Logged on to print out boarding passes on Thursday night, and we had no assigned seats. Huh. Checked our return flight—no assigned seats there, either, so went to the seat picker on the northwest website and again requested three seats in a row. On the flight out, the lady at the desk managed to redo our seats so we were together. Get to the airport in MN for our return flight, and our seats have been reassigned—such that I am in row 22, C is in row 28, and G is in row 36. Yeah. Not going to work! I cannot have my *5* year old by herself! And not really excited about sitting and nursing M the whole way with two strangers. The lady at the desk said the flight was full and she couldn’t help us. So…we sat together in row 28. And when the two people with the other tickets got on, told them our dilemma—“We can’t have our five year old sitting by herself” and she huffed “Well, I want to sit with my daughter too”. Lady. Your daughter was like 12! C can’t work the seatbelt by herself and needs help using the restroom! Gave her our other boarding passes and sent her back to row 36, where she apparently complained about us, because a flight attendant came up to yell at us. GRRRRRR. Seriously, is it even legal to separate a five year old from her parents? Eventually it got worked out and we were able to stay together. G immediately saying “I am willing to pay you for your trouble” pretty much shuts people down—they want to be pissy, but not so mean-spirited as to actually take any money.
We rented the top floor of a house on this trip, found through my favorite source, http://www.vrbo.com. Worked out mostly well (kitchen, toys for the kids, crib and high chair, C had her own room, walking distance to Whole Foods and multiple restaurants). We also rented carseats from Rockabye Baby. For the $60 it would have cost us to check two car seats each way on the flights (and drag them through the airport), a guy met us at the rental car counter with Britax car seats. Sweet. Highly recommend.
M is not the good flyer that C was. Does not bode well for the six hour redeye home to Cleveland over Christmas.
C says so many funny things that I want to blog, and then when I sit at the computer I can’t remember any of them. Today at dinner she caught us off guard with “To be honest, where do babies come from, really?” Managed to sidestep that one neatly. And then when we were discussing our current president, C said “I like to call him the dumbest president. Because he told lies, and that hurts your body. But the truth–the truth will set you free.” Well said.
Just two years in Seattle and I have gotten soft about the cold. And boy did it seem cold in MN. Did the total Mom thing and brought sweaters, hats, mittens, and warm coats for the girls…and nothing for myself. So our walk on the day it didn’t get above freezing was pretty brutal. Although my torso does stay nice and toasty with my special cold weather gear:
A smoodgie baby. Who took a surprise 2 1/2 hour nap today, destroying plans for a belated birthday cat picture when the sun was out.