Little traveler

One last story about our recent trip. We had a very long travel day last Wed.: We left my parents’ house for the Milwaukee airport at 3:30 PM and didn’t get on the ground at SFO until 9 hours later, around 10:30 PM our time. As we were making our way to baggage claim, with Q pushing Avery in her carseat and me holding the hand of a bleary-eyed Zoe, Q made a comment to me about another plane. Zoe heard, looked up at me with big eyes and said, “Are we getting on another airplane?” The way she asked it was so innocent and sweet – no irritation, just curiosity – and it broke my heart a little. (I personally could have cried at the thought of more flying.) It was so late, and she should have been sleeping, and yet there she was, walking through the airport in her guitar-themed pajamas and little pink Pumas and ready to go wherever we were going.

Kids really are amazing sometimes.

-M

One Response to “Little traveler


  • Safta
    June 13th, 2011 23:43
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    I knew my love is a real traveler. She is going to be great flying to Israel.

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