This year for our vacation little bear and I flew. By ourselves. My husband and his mother graciously made the long trek by car, to take the majority of the luggage and ensure we had a car on vacation. But it was easier for B and I to be air bound.
To mitigate any toddler-on-a-plane-trip disasters (which my husband and I had just accepted were part of traveling and going to happen), we planned ahead. We figured if we anticipated some of the struggles parents usually have when bringing a toddler on a plane – especially our spirited little guy – we’d be better off. We prepped, we made lists, we packed and we planned accordingly.
Yeah. I know. You can stop laughing now. Continue reading Flying with a toddler – Car seats, sobs and security