13 hours in planes and 6 hours in airports...

So I was totally convinced that my little son, who is probably the most laid back child you will ever meet would be a perfect, quiet child who sat nicely in his carseat, played with his toys, and slept at appropriate times during the entire trip to Greece. Yeah, not so much.

I've got my passport, I'm ready to go!



This is when I got worried, but little b slept for most of the first flight.



He only wanted to be with his Aunt Stephanie. She let him listen to her ipod.



The carseat on the plane - not a hit. But do you know what a great place to play and sit that carseat is when it's on the floor at the airport?





Success!



All in all, my little man did a great job. He was very good for how tired he was and his age. I was so proud of him, but I'm not really looking forward to the flight home!