Yeah–we’ve never done this before. Sounds scary, right?
So, when planning a trip to New York with all the sweet babies, we figured a bit of calm preparation was in order. This is our attempt to keep things from getting…you know, dicey. Well, and to keep the other passengers from beating us up.
You can’t be too careful these days.
First, we took normally messy, colorful flashcards…
and taped them together–turning them into an easy clean-up distraction.
Next, we found some inexpensive wood characters…
Then I drilled a tiny hole in each corner. Yes, that’s me…with a drill. Yes, that’s me with a drill and a board…on my bed. It was really hot in the garage. It couldn’t be helped.
Once there was a cute little hole in the corner of them all–we made two piles (twins, remember?) and strung them on elastic cord, to keep them together. Can you tell, I’m trying really hard to avoid having to crawl around on the airplane floor looking for a soccer ball and a wooden boat?
Wouldn’t THAT a pretty picture?
Yeah, I didn’t think so either.
From my Grammy stash, we found two babies and tied a bottle and binky to each dolly’s wrist.
Then we bagged some small toys, cars and wind-ups–I was careful to take the bigger-not-so-chokey Fisher-Price people…fear not.
Lastly, we found a very potentially entertaining snap-close box with…more stuff.
In case you are tempted to cry, “Toy overkill!” let me tell you–I’ve researched this, and the experts say, “More beats less, when you’re trying to keep a pack of babies happy and relativly quiet on a plane.”
That’s a noble goal, but personally—I just don’t want to get beat up.
I’ll let you know how it goes.
Three babies, four hours, one plane.
Pray for us.
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It was sooo totally longer than that when all was said and done!!! Coming soon… the post called…
“Your Flight… Oh It’s Gone…”
I bet it was good. Those babies are dolls.