My children, happily plugged in during a 13-hour flight.
I was recently asked about traveling with children. Since I’m not too comfortable giving advice, I went to the web to see what the experts have to say on the subject. But after reading several articles, including one by a woman who travels back and forth from the United States to India with twin boys and has never used electronic devices, I realized that those people are from a different species. So here are some thoughts for the rest of us.
[By the way, that reminds me of an article I read by a woman who nursed her son for five years. Her son’s teacher mentioned that he and another child were the calmest in the classroom. “Oh, that’s because they were both nursed for five years,” she replied. I’m sorry, girlfriend, but if you nursed your child for five years it’s because he came out calm. I made it to 18 months with mine, but it was like wrestling baby walruses.]
So back to traveling with kids. I’m all for it. People thought we were crazy for bringing our kids to China when they were six, four, and two to bring their little sister home, but it was the best thing we ever did. I want them to feel that this is their world to explore and enjoy and take care of. Of course, traveling with a family of six isn’t cheap, but every extra penny we have goes to taking a trip of some kind.