Hunter on a Plane!

We flew to New Mexico for Christmas this year. In Hunter's 18 months of life he has flown three times already. The first time was when I flew to my friend Aimee's wedding when Hunter was 6 months old. I held him in the bjorn through the airport and he did great on the plan cuddling me and nursing during take off and landing. The second time was just a few days before his first birthday. All three of us flew to San Antonio, Texas to attend a family reunion. This time the three of us flew to Lubbock, Texas where my mom picked us up and took us the rest of the way to New Mexico.
Every time we prepare to fly, I get stressed out that it is going to be hard to keep Hunter happy, or that it will hurt his ears, or that I won't be able to carry everything through the airport. But every time Hunter has done wonderful. This was by far the best, though. We flew southwest and ended up having three seats to ourselves the whole flight there, even though technically Hunter was supposed to be on one of our laps. I guess the flight wasn't completely full, and who wants to be the poor soul forced to sit in the aisle with an 18 month old? So, yay for us, we had more room than we thought.

Our flight took off at 6 a.m. so that meant we had to wake Hunter up at 4 a.m. Check out his sleepy eyes:Our flight back we had the third seat for most of the trip, but not all of it.