That’s right. We’ve just booked Avery’s first flight! All THREE of us will be traveling across the country to visit Vinay’s family in California. We haven’t seen them since our wedding last May, and they have yet to meet Avery. We’ve been keeping in touch via the blog, iPhone Face Time and Skype video chats, but it’s just not cutting it. They’ll get to see the real thing in June!
Our West Coast Family at our wedding:
As excited as we are, we are super-cautious about the planning of this trip so we don’t turn into THAT family on the airplane. You know, the family you watch board the plane juggling a baby, bags, and stroller while handing their tickets to the agent and you think to yourself, oh God, please don’t let them be sitting next to me. Nobody wants to hear a screaming baby for six hours… especially the parents of that baby. So, we have two months to research and make a game plan so this trip is as enjoyable as possible!
So, do you have any tips, tricks, or suggestions? We’ll keep you posted on our plans and look forward to everyone’s helpful comments!
On another note, Vinay and I are super-excited to travel again. As parents of a little one born in the fall, we’ve had to keep indoors and travelling less than we’d really like because of the chilly weather and Avery being young. Before Avery came along, we used to be world travelers. In fact, our Wedding theme was travel.
But as my sister so beautifully said on our wedding day,
“Their shared love of travel might begin to take on a new meaning…to the simple, everyday travels that their new life will bring”
Taking Avery to daycare, going shopping, and visiting New York and Vermont have become our new travels. And we love them. They are adventurous. We learn something new each trip (Like last night Avery and I got stuck in traffic and I didn’t have any toys for him so he played with bowls. He was totally amused.), and we always enjoy each others company. So although I’m not laying out on the beach in my tiny bikini, basking in south of the equator sun every 6 months, I know I’d much rather be wearing yoga pants, a t-shirt smeared with sweet potatoe and carrot spit-up, and sitting on a blanket on our unmowed lawn as the sun is setting helping Avery stand up and watch the cars go by as we wait for Daddy to come home from work. Yeah, that beats a beach any day.