I have never been thrilled with the way our crib was supposed to turn into a toddler bed. It was too big and too high off of the ground. So, the other day I rebuilt it. Even though it has the same footprint as our old crib, it now looks like an inviting kid-sized couch and is so much lower than the crib that it gives the feeling of a lot more space in the room.
Traveling solo with a toddler definitely requires careful planning and many compromises.
I packed all sorts of things to keep Julio entertained and well-fed, but I was afraid that the long flight would be too much for both of us.
Instead, there were no disasters.
Of course, it was cramped and uncomfortable and the flight was soooo looong, but Julio was a brilliant little traveler. Both ways. Our neighbors on the planes even thanked and complimented us, as Julio was in a pleasant mood or sleeping the whole time. People around us laughed when somewhere over the Atlantic he loudly exclaimed, "A CUCUMBER for ME? Oh, THANK YOU, Mama! THANK YOU!" I know that I got off easy, so please don't hate me if you are the people whose toddler screamed for 10 hours straight the last time you flew to China. Or if you were sitting next to them.
It will probably be a while before Julio and I go on a long trip together again, so we will have some time to enjoy these sweet memories of our first perfect flight together.