You have purchased your plane tickets to fly on Thanksgiving Day. You realize that flying on a holiday is going to be a bit stressful for you but you know you'll get through it just fine. What you have no clue about, as you sit in your quiet house tonight, is that my husband decided to go the cheap route (not listening to his lovely wife) and did not purchase tickets for our lovely 17 month old twins. Instead, they will be lap children, wiggling and thrashing in our laps for the whole 2 hours and 48 minutes that you will be trapped in a metal tube with us.
Continental does not allow for two children under the age of two to sit in the same row on their flights, so you will get your fussing and tantrums in stereo as my family sits one row apart from each other.
Let me take this opportunity to apologize in advance to you. I'm sorry. I'm sorry that my kids are going to be hitting and kicking your leg. I'm sorry that you are going to get goldfish and graham cracker crumbs in your lap. I'm really sorry to 25B because you will be sitting next to me and my daughter. She will not like you. She will cry the minute she sees you and probably won't stop until we de-board the plane.
You are the unlucky ones. Everyone will witness our twins running about the terminal as we try to tire them out as best as we can. Everyone will look down at their ticket and pray that they are not sitting next to or around us. Everyone will luck out, except you. We will board first and I will count the number of times you will check and double check your ticket as the full horror of what you're about to endure comes to realization.
So, let me close this letter by reiterating. I'm so so sorry. It will be over soon and we'll do our best to not make it your 'worst flight ever'.
Love
Mom of twins
P.S. I hope everyone has a wonderful Thanksgiving and I'll be back Dec. 4th
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