They said it couldn't be done. But I did it.
What? you say.
Taking two grandchildren, who don't live together, on a flight across the country to visit an Aunt and Uncle that one of them had never seen.
But we survived.
The Older one carefully helped the Younger one (the non-flyer) every step of the way. They didn't fight over the window seat. (probably because it was often two kids in the window seat -- no matter who officially was supposed to be there.)
It's now 9 am California time -- midnight Maryland time -- and are they zonked out in bed? NO. They're over at the swimming pool. I'm the one ready to zonk out.
Good night all.