(Dedicated to my friends who are traveling sans hubby over Spring Break this year)
Dear Lord,
Please be with me today as I travel through the gates of hell (or as Its otherwise known–international travel with kids in tow.)
Please help me to remember the binky for the baby and her cuddly (and the extras I have stashed in case of emergency.)
Please help me to remember the phone charger, the iPad charger, the MacBook charger and the passports.
Please make sure our reservations are not lost and that the flight leaves on time and if it’s delayed, that we still make our connecting flight.
Please make the food they are serving on the plane not be deemed “too yucky” or “too stinky” for my picky children to ingest. And, if that is too much to ask Lord, please please please make the chips I have in the container of Pringles hidden in my purse, miraculously multiply to an amount that is sufficient to stave off the hunger and grumpiness of my children.
Please make the children’s ears pop with minimal whining.
Please make sure all electronics are in working order for the duration of the flight.
Please make sure that no child of mine pees, poos, or throws up on themselves or anyone else during any part of the trip.
Please help me to have the patience of a saint, the strength of 10 men, the reflexes of a ninja and the protective nature of a lion guarding her cubs.
Please make sure that my children do not fight over unbelievably stupid ridiculous junk and if they do, please help me to hold my tongue and not yell at or throttle them in public.
Please help me to be nice and kind to the ticket agent and to be a model of kindness and patience in front of my kids even if something goes wrong and I am tempted to Hulk out.
Please help my children remember not to kick the seat of the person sitting in front of them or whine when that same person puts their chair back, all of the way–well into what my children deem “their!” personal space.
Please make sure the bathroom on the plane is in working order for the entire flight–and that it is not deemed “too stinky” or “too scary” to use.
Please make sure that my children do not insist on using the bathroom, because they “can’t hold it for one more second!” while the plane is climbing, landing or while the drink cart is blocking the aisle.
Please make sure our luggage is not lost.
Please make sure Lord, that I do not lose a child in transit, that for some reason at least just for today, they decide that sticking by Mommy is the most interesting thing in the world.
Thank you Lord!
