‘Twas the Day After Christmas…

…and off to the Plane;
Flying with 2 toddlers and an infant??
We must be insane!


We had a wonderful trip to Buffalo to celebrate Christmas with Grandma and Grampa Jaromin and my sister’s families. Getting there, however, was another story.

Mad Dash

The children were nestled all snug in their bed,
Blissfully unaware of the drama ahead,


First there was the thrice-delayed flight. While the delay itself wasn’t all that long (~2.5hours), the timing was rather inconvenient. It meant that instead of heading out around 10:30am for a 1:25pm flight, we were left anxiously watching southwest.com for flight updates until around 1:30 — which was an hour into the kids naps. It suddenly became clear that there was going to be a flight afterall, sometime after 3:00pm. With this realization we immediately snatched groggy kids from their comfy beds, strapped them into their car seats and made a mad dash to Midway. With less than an hour to go, we arrived at the airport. Thanks to curbside check-in and family security gates, we made it to the gate with 15 minutes to spare…only to find that the flight had again been delayed by about an hour.

In this case the delay provided a bit of welcome “breathing room.”

Musical Chairs

With Annalise buckled in her seat and Sean in my lap,
Mama and I hoping that Nathan would nap!


There are 4 overhead air masks per seat section on your typical MD80. We acquired this tidbit many months ago when traveling with 2 “lap children.” On a very full flight, a helpful attendant informed us that we’d need to split up since the four of us plus the stranger in the third seat made 5. Now that we were five all on our own, we knew we couldn’t sit together. Through a difficult-to-reconstruct-and-even-harder-to-convey process, somehow each of us wound up sitting with the opposite of the kid(s) we began the flight with.

The Descent

When from the row behind mine, there arose such a wailin’
I knew the descent would not be smooth sailin’


Then, it was time to land. At this point, Annalise and Sean were sitting in the row behind me with their Mother, while I was content cradling a sleeping Nathan. This is when Annalise broke down. And by “broke down,” I mean that she began screaming “Daddy” so loudly that I’m not entirely uncertain the pilots couldn’t hear her. Being the perceptive person that I am, I knew that something must be done. I bravely pressed the “call” button. The response was swift and decisive — If you’ve accidentally pressed the call button, please turn it off now, thank you. I looked around to see nothing but other travelers, women mainly, looking at me with mostly empathetic eyes, at least one of them mouthing something about wanting to help.

In all fairness, the flight attendant did continue on over the intercom with something to the effect that you should press it again if it was a true emergency, but by that point, I had already propped up a now stirring Nathan in the seat next to mine, twisted around and pulled Annalise over the seat back and onto my lap. And that was how we landed, with Annalise, eyes closed and silent, on one knee and Nathan on the other.

Turns out we were lucky, for even as we were lining up for take off, the rapidly rising temperatures gave birth to fog and extremely poor visibility.

Midway was closed by 7:00pm that evening.

A Grand Visit

Then down the jet-way, our nerves raw and fried,
Well-met at the gate, Papa! Grandma! they cried;
So up to Grandma’s house- Nathan’s sleeping anew,
With the house full of new toys — and Papa!, Papa! too:



The weekend was great fun. It primarily consisted of ~3-year olds Annalise and cousin Samantha playing very enthusiastically together, while Sean tried to keep up with his much older cousins Shea and Josh. High winds off the lake resulted in an hours long power outage at G&G’s house, necessitating the move to my sister’s in Hamburg. In spite of this very minor inconvenience, a grand time was had by all!

The Cousins with Grandma

The Cousins with Grandma

An (Thankfully) Uneventful Return

Nearly everyone slept for the entire flight home. Whew!

With the view out my window all winter-y and white,
I reflect on a great trip, and hair-raising flight!


Merry Christmas to All!

Merry Christmas Everybody!

...and to All a Good Night!

...and to All a Good Night!

One Response to “‘Twas the Day After Christmas…”

  1. We spent two weeks down in Maryland w/the in-laws. 6 hr drive with the entire family +the large dog. It was a good visit, but “theres no place like home”…my own bed felt like heaven that first nigt back.

    Tom Gerace

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