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I don’t want to travel tomorrow. I hate being anywhere but home for the holidays — and unlike many people in my age group, I consider home to be our home, not our parents’ homes. But we want to see our extended families, and this is a chance to see Will’s folks and meet our nephew, who is already walking. So you see we could not pass it up.
But there is just so much to worry about. Sam has flown twice and both times he was a wonderful passenger — but now that he is mobile I’m afraid he’ll be miserable. Am I making a mistake leaving our car in long-term parking instead of asking someone to drive us? I wish I’d finished Sam’s quilt so we could bring it. I don’t know what knitting to bring. I’m afraid my Mother-in-Law will disapprove of some choice we’ve made. What if Sam doesn’t sleep while we’re away from home? I mean, he barely sleeps when we’re here. Whine, whine, sigh.
Seriously, all I want to do is stay at home. I’m hoping that will change once we get moving tomorrow.
*Yesterday I read an article of ideas for travelling with a toddler. It was really aimed at children older than Sam, so it wasn’t very helpful, but the thing that really annoyed me was the suggestion to get a cup of ice from the stewardess — wait, that’s not the annoying part — but to be careful because ice is a choking hazard. Um, really? NO IT ISN’T. Even if you manage to lodge a piece in your throat, it melts too fast to cause any damage. The obsession with everything being a choking hazard these days really chaps my hide. [/end rant]