The Kitchen Family

:: the flight to TEXAS ::

Cohen's 1st flight

 I was dreading this day for quite sometime. Flying with an active 2 year old boy sitting on a 8 month pregnant lady's lap just doesn't sound right. With that said, the flight went fabulous. It did not even phase Cohen in the least bit. I was expecting his ears to hurt, for him to be a little uneasy or scared even, and thought he would want to get down and RUN up and down the aisle the whole 3 hour flight. NOPE. None of the 3 happened. The flight attendants and people sitting around us kept saying "you have an angel in our arms" or "he is a blessing", all in their texan accents.

 We kept busy with PLENTY of snacks and treats, watching CARS {thanks Josh for your dvd player} books, magnadoodle and taking pictures.

 My parents dropped us off at the airport in Vegas, and it was way too fast! We got stuck in traffic due to a wreck, so we had to be dropped off at the curb to make our flight. I wanted to throw up. I was nervous we were going to miss our flight, didn't want to say goodbye, didn't want to cry so Cohen would be ok and not scared. I was almost running behind my umbrella stroller and as we made it to our gate the guy taking tickets saw my face and said "go right on in dear" with a smile as I gave him my pass. The flight was completely full and the only seat left for us was on the second to last row. But we made it through the day and arrived in Fort Worth safely.

What a blessing.

When I saw Brock I just cried. Overwhelmed with excitement to see him and be in our new town, emotionally DRAINED from crying and stressing. WHAT A DAY. I thank my Heavenly Father for helping this day go as smoothly as it did. I saw blessing after blessing and am forever grateful for them.

Cohen's 1st flight = SUCCESS.