The Effects of Flying

We were so pleased at how well the kids handled the trans-atlantic flight. They enjoyed watching movies, playing Nintendo games on their personal screens, and eating Christmas Dinner on the plane. (Caleb liked the brussel sprouts - my favorite green, and Steve's nightmare veg)

This is how Madison handled most of the night flight - asleep. She was sat next to her Daddy and behaved wonderfully. She pulled a typical DeMille moment and was woken from her sleep just before we reached London, and promptly had to go to the bathroom and puke, then was fine. Mum loved the fact that Daddy had to handle this event as she has an enormous fear of public restrooms, particularly any public restroom in the UK or on airplanes.


Ethan was our biggest concern for how he would handle the flight. He quite happily watched a movie and then laid down to sleep for most of the flight. Woke up for breakfast and was all set to land. He had all the passengers laughing when it finally clicked that England was where Nana and Papa lived, and at the top of his lungs excitedly told everybody on the plane that he was going to England to see his Nana and Papa.

He handled the travel from London to Torquay wonderfully too, and then quite happily explored Torquay. We decided to go to Inn on the Quay for dinner, where he promptly passed out before his food could arrive. We thought it appropriate that he was passed out in a British pub with a empty glass on his lap. He reminds me of some of my other British family members and how they handle their drink.