These are pictures from our delightful plane ride home. We went to get on the plane and CC had a complete fit -- like none other I had ever seen. It took both dad and I to get her in her car seat. People were glaring at us, but I have to admit that the stewardess was very nice and helpful.
Based on her experience from our flight over, I think that CC new that she was in for being confined to a small chair all day long. Boy, she fought us every step of the way. She screamed and kicked, it was horrible. Then to top off this excitement, as we are taxiing to the runway, she threw up all over herself, her blanket, Rufus and me. It stunk!! I had to pick off curdles of milk and the smell, the horrible smell. After that she was fine...I think she had finally wore herself out. The people on the plane thought she was sick, but both dad and I knew that she threw up because she had made herself so mad - where did she get this temper of hers? That answer to that questions needs no response!
We flew to Chicago and she was a little terror again, but by the time we landed in Salt Lake she was exhausted, quiet and content. All the people on the flight from Salt Lake City to home said "what a good little girl you have there", clearly these were not the same people on our flight from Nashville or Chicago :)
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