Last time I flew was to Bellingham, Washington for a fall break/birthday trip. That trip started with me sitting next to a young woman with a toddler girl.
When I offered a second pair of hands while she was trying to get a bottle for her daughter, she said, "you can always tell who has kids because they offer to help. You must know what it's like to travel with a 2 year old"
I wish I did.
When I have children, I'll have to learn how to check our bags. I'll travel with a bag full of snacks, games, and toys instead of books. I'll play games instead of listen to my ipod. Eventually, I'll have conversations instead of silence.
My free-wheeling adventuresome spirit will love showing my children wonderful places.
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