tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6811651464932668712.post4157288705554720628..comments2009-01-22T13:06:22.512-08:00Debbie Abrams Kaplanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08605716989167920120noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6811651464932668712.post-41293033837296473362009-01-22T13:06:00.000-08:002009-01-22T13:06:00.000-08:00

"Child time on airplanes is like dog time. Each hour feels like seven."<BR/><BR/>I disagree!<BR/><BR/>My kid loves airplane routines so much he turned everything with wheels on it into a drinks cart for years. When he got old enough to pretend flying airplanes that crashed, the severity of the crash always was told, among other things, by where the drinks cart was and whether it was strapped in.

Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6811651464932668712.post-13166590352924731462008-11-24T12:41:00.000-08:002008-11-24T12:41:00.000-08:00

Oh, Debbie,<BR/><BR/>This is somewhat funny. And it also exhausted me to read how much parents must do when flying with young children.<BR/><BR/>I was just talking about the car seat issue with a group of concierges in Sedona this past week. They were telling me how unprepared some parents are if they don't bring car seats with them, expecting that hotels will have them on site. Not always true,

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