The last time we had Brigid on a plane between Indiana and Atlanta, she fell asleep on the way to the airport, kicked and screamed her way through an hour and a half flight, then fell asleep on the train back to our car after we'd landed.
So, let's just say that I am a tad nervous about putting her on an airplane this weekend, for the same hour and a half flight, right before what should be her naptime.
Now, in her defense, that mid-air meltdown was after an entire weekend of wonky sleep schedules, with little to no naps and very, very late bedtimes, so she could be a complete angel on both legs of this flight.
Especially if we tempt her with iPhone game after iPad movie after not-so-healthy snack choice, which I am absolutely not above doing, at all.
Or, she could completely ignore all electronic and sugar coated options, and be a complete devil child, too.
So, I guess what I'm saying is pray for me this weekend, will you? Thanks so much...