I was a little leery the morning of our flight. Faye had diarrhea, and those of you who attended the family reunion know what the other symptoms were. I did not want Faye to throw up on that airplane. So after 3 trips to the airport restroom, I boarded the plane with a prayer in my heart. After using the plane restroom (before take-off), Faye declared, "Mommy, I got the skirts (squirts)." This I already knew from scrubbing her panties 20 minutes earlier. She then layed down in her seat and fell asleep the whole trip. I was relieved to say the least. Daisy played with Flarp the whole trip (I
highly recommend this to any of you flying with children--I didn't care for it before, but I love the stuff now, and you can't even hear the gross noises over the plane engine). Lizzy did very well for a one-year old, especially in such a closed space. The plane was completely full. She did fall asleep once the Houston airport came into view--what is that--five minutes, or so:).
Here's the girls waiting to board. That's our plane in the back. The airport was crowded, so we got a taste of the "snugness" even before getting onto the plane.

Faye and Daisy, patiently waiting to fly...

Lizzy playing? and Faye sleeping in our 2 seats on the right...

And Daisy was the lucky one on the left (notice the Flarp on her leg)...

ps. Faye did throw up eventually--the next day--but that's where it stopped for us (thank goodness).