Traveling Tot

This photo was taken on the day we left for Alabama.

Traveling with a toddler is usually a nightmare, so I wanted proof that this was really happening.

Things were going so smoothly.Despite standing in a mile-long security line for over an hour, we made our initial flight. This, and everything else, just seemed to fall into place. Including Isaac. He played sweetly, napped a little, and caused no problems. And this was after leaving home an hour before daybreak! I was living in a dream.

The return trip? Forget the dreamworld. It was a nightmare from the beginning.

From the time we left for the airport at 8:45 a.m. and arrived home after 1:00 a.m. just about everything that could go wrong did. We sat on a grounded plane for 2 hours. Had a flight cancelled. Spent hours waiting in the Atlanta airport. Were scattered across the plane so that we couldn't even see the girls.

And my little angel toddler shown above? Well, I tried to document his behavior this time as well, but his image wouldn't appear on film. If we had passed a mirror, his reflection wouldn't have appeared there either. He was a bad boy. A very, very, very bad boy.

After watching the news yesterday, I was shocked to hear that a toddler had been thrown off a plane for saying "bye-bye" during the flight attendant's safety drill. The fact that we were able to remain on board with our little terror is nothing short of a miracle. Now there's something to be thankful for.