Flying to California

At the end of January we made a quick trip to California to visit my family on my dad's side. We flew out Friday night and got back Sunday afternoon. I was so nervous to fly and also fly with Brooklyn, but we made it.

Friday night our flight was originally supposed to leave at 9:45 and then it was delayed for 2 hours! Not to mention we got there 2 hours early to be safe, so we were at the airport for 4 hours waiting and waiting. Brooklyn was so tired but didn't want to go to sleep because so much as going on. The hard part was keeping her entertained and away from the slots. She wanted to play with those things so bad, the attendant that watches the machines even had to wave his finger at her "no-no". That hurt her feelings.

I took her for a walk around to pass time and a little girl ran over to us and said she had an extra ball and offered to give it to Brooklyn. What a sweet little girl, and that saved us. We played catch as long as I could make it fun.

Then finally it was time to get on the plane. Why do I have to stress about everything? I felt like it I was moving from one stress to another.  "Okay we made it through the delay, now we have to get on the plane".  Thankfully the flight was only an hour long, because it was already 11:45pm almost midnight (12:45 Utah time).

Brooklyn was SO good throughout the flight, she did amazing I was so proud of her.

Then when it was time to put your seat belt on she FREAKED OUT! She kept crying because her ears hurt and then Dave and I had to hold her legs down from standing up in her seat and that made her even more mad. So for about 10 minutes (felt like 30) straight she was full on crying and crying loud.

When we finally landed we waited for everyone to get off the plane before we did and so many people were so nice and asked if she was okay. It made us feel a lot better. We were so worried about being those travelers with the crying baby. But by the time we landed I didn't care, I just wanted her to feel better.

We landed at 1:45am, and it's about a hour drive to get to Santa Rosa. Brooklyn slept the whole way there, but then when we got to my dad's house she wanted to stay up and play. It was fun getting her to bed that night.

We slept till 10am and started our day. My dad and his family were so sweet. They made sure we had everything we needed. On Saturday he took us for a tour of Napa Valley and then later that afternoon we went back to his house because family was coming over to see us. My dad has A LOT of brothers and sisters and most of them came, as well as their family members. It was so nice to see everyone and Brooklyn was meeting a lot of them for the first time. She was spoiled.

 

My dad is in a mariachi band and had a gig Saturday night and had to leave for a couple hours. But when he was done he brought the whole band back and they played a few songs for everyone and Brooklyn loved it. I have come to the conclusion that it doesn't matter what kind of music is on, she will dance whenever she has the chance. It was so nice to see everyone and catch up.

On Sunday morning we got up early because my dad wanted to take us to the beach (Dave has never been) and to Golden Gate bridge. The weather was perfect and of course everything was beautiful.

 

 

 

The flight home was only delayed 20 minutes and we had the same experience. Brooklyn was great until the end of the flight. The guy that sat directly in front of her was not amused, oh well. I wasn't sorry at all.

 

I think it will be a little while before we try to fly with her again, but I am grateful for the opportunity and to see family that I haven't seen in years.