Rise and Shine Chroniclers,
Clearly I may be one of few just getting up, as most of you are Eastern Standard Timers! But Good early Morning to you anyway! My best friend Sabreen and I made it safely to LA; we touched down yesterday at noon. Anytime I travel, I seem to be a little agitated at first but that's only because I am nervous. I have a paranoia about losing my luggage so I always glare at my suitcase until one of the airport carriers THROWS (argh) my luggage onto the conveyor belt. I watch the bag, prayerfully, just in case it's the last time I see her. LOL But after staring my bag down for about 30 minutes, the carrier whisked my bag away per usual and I relaxed (a bit). Woosah!
When Sabreen and I boarded the flight, we noticed there were lots of kids. I forgot that children's spring break actually comes around the Resurrection observance, but there were little people galore. There were two little girls with matching pigtail hairstyles sitting directly in front of us. They were traveling alone. At first, they seemed very mild-mannered but now that I think of it, they were probably sleepy. When the older one took the baby to the bathroom, she looked us up and down. About 20 minutes later, the baby sister peaked through the crevice of the arm rest. She started dangling her miniature hands over the seat and here I go - "Awwww!" Sabreen quickly rolled her eyes as I lifted my hand to compare our sizes. She kept looking through and laughing, and then the older one finally looked back and said, "Hi!" They played this peak a boo game for a minute, placing things through the crevice to see if we'd take them. And then the older one starts rattling off. "My sister's just showing off."
Tia*, the 8-year old introduced herself, followed by Serena*, who's turning 5 this week. Tia ran down her sibling tree, mentioning that she's the middle child. She showed us a headband she's knitting, as Serena pulled her pigtails and started biting her. Tia kept rambling on but I think the kids were entertaining me more than we were entertaining them. (Is that what happens as you get older? Oooh goodness!) Tia broke out their mini-Chess set and a few toys, and when I got really bored, I asked her if I could borrow her coloring book. Sabreen was in and out of sleep at this point so Tia asked her if she could read one of her magazines. Sabreen passed it up front, and Tia started reading. Maybe an hour later, Sabreen notices the book is back on her lap. She looks down at the cover, and goes, "Oh no, do you think there was anything in there she shouldn't have read. I don't see anything revealing on the cover." I said, "probably." Sabreen poked Tia and asked, "Was there anything inappropriate in there?" Tia turns around quickly, "OOOH YEA. It was inappropriate alright." Tia starts dying laughing, and Sabreen tries to shush her. By the time we started landing, she turns around. "Don't fake an orgasm!" Sabreen's eyes literally pop out of her socket. SSSHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!! Tia starts up, "It said something about don't have sex with a teddy bear." She cracks up. As we're getting our stuff together, she lights up. "Sex, sex, sex!" We're waving our hands. NOOOOOOOO! Meanwhile, the little one is steady posing for pictures that we started taking on our camera phone. Tia did quiet down, but when we got to our destination, we rumaged through the magazine and discovered all of the key points in some crazy article that she absorbed, including don't sleep with a teddy bear in your bed.
It's so funny how little kids will just talk and light up. They weren't open books; Tia definitely mentioned that their mother doesn't like them speaking to strangers and we suggested that they hold firmly to that. She looked us up and down - or tried to from her seat - so I figured she checked us out and made sure we weren't weird or anything. Too bad Sabreen and I are old foggies because I really wanted to be pen pals with them but they're way too young to just randomly exchange information. Hey, I felt like 6 hours was bonding time...and that older one was so witty for an 8 year old. I'll probably remember her years from now, as I do most people I interact with (even in a short time span). She asked us when we'd be returning to Newark, and we said, "Oh on Tuesday." She replied, "We're coming back on Tuesday too. Maybe we'll see you!" We walked with them to meet their daddy, and then they pretty much forgot who we were when they saw him. Well no, they did happen to wave at us at baggage claim. I wonder who they'll both grow up to become.
That was definitely the highlight of the flight experience. Hope you guys have a great hump day! :)
Love and Hugs,
Kristen
*Yes, their names have been changed.
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