Eric is doing a two week anesthesiology rotation at Illinois Masonic Hospital. We'd planned to all come out so all the Illinois family could meet the boys, but due to my sickness and our apprehension of traveling with twins, we kind of nixed the idea awhile ago. Since my weird blood problem seemed to have gone away, I was feeling a little more comfortable with the idea of heading across country. Eric and I discussed it again and said, "What the heck? We've got to do it sometime so let's just do it!" So a few weeks ago we decided that we'd all come out and we've been so happy we did it.
The flight here could not have gone smoother! We were even two hours delayed and the boys were great. Grandpa G treated the boys to not only their first airplane ride, but a first class ride! As soon as we boarded with the rest of the families, we sat and watched everyone else board. You could tell the business people around us were thinking, "Oh no! Two infants. This is going to be miserable."
Eric and I had prepared for the worst. I'd packed tons of spit-up cloths, tons of bottles and some toys to entertain them with. Before we'd even taken off, both boys were asleep. We gave the boys a bottle during take-off and then Carter immediately fell asleep and slept almost the whole flight. I was holding Brandt and he was a little bit different. He was too excited with his surroundings to sleep. He was busy flirting with my seatmate and standing up (he still loves to stand and can do it as long as someone with hold him up). He was just a joy and the flight attendents loved him. One flight attendant held him so I could eat my breakfast. Near the end of the flight, another flight attendant came over and asked if it was their first flight and wanted to know their names. He came back and gave me a certificate for each that was signed by him and the captain! It was so special!
When the plane landed and got up to deboard, several people turned around to tell us how well behaved our little boys were. Wheew! What a relief!
Here the boys are before we left for the airport. They are wearing the outfits that our family friends, Carol and Larry Turoff, gave them. They were perfect as they had matching hoodies the boys wore as soon as we landed.