First airplane ride!

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This was Corrine's first time flying! She was so excited. A little too excited for 6 am!! We took a taxi to the airport and I think she and Hunter were more excited to ride in a taxi than anything. They kept asking questions about it, like: "Mom, will the taxi be yellow?" "Hunter, I can't believe we're going to ride in a taxi. It's like we're in the movies or something." "We better hurry so the taxi won't leave us." "Corrine, what do you think the taxi driver will ask us? I bet he loves to drive all the time." It was so great to see the wonder and excitement on their faces as we got into the taxi, rode it the 4 miles to the airport, exited the taxi, handed our bags to the skycap, walked through security, waited in line to board the plane, boarded the plane, and flew over our now home state to our previous home state! (I don't know any other word besides excitement and wonder to describe their feelings so forgive me if I use it 107 more times.)

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Jesika said…
SO FUN!!! I can't wait to take my kids on their first flight. Jordin, Baylee and Stocktin are the only ones who have flown. They were all too young to remember it though! Someday Kris and I will take a trip with them, when we have to FLY!! Maybe it'll be when I'm on my way to your house!! *wink
December 27, 2007 at 9:19 AM
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