Friday Fictioneer: The Plane Trip
At the curb, her husband kissed her good-bye and said, “Good luck.” 
No matter how hard Cassie tried, the boys, eight and six, would not settle. They were going to visit Gramps.
Now the baby was crying.
Her fellow passengers gave her looks of dread of the next hour and a half trip.
On the plane, the boys fought over who sat next to the window.
Somehow, all got strapped in with the baby in her lap.
Before they hit cursing altitude, the boys and baby were sound asleep.
With a sigh of relief, Cassie closed her eyes and slept.
The End
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At least she only has to be on that plane for an hour and a half with the little ones. I chuckled at “cursing altitude.” Whether or not it was a typo, the pun fits.
Cheers!
MG
Thanks. i wrote this late. But I will say Of Course this is a pun. Ha. ;0)
Phyllis
Phew! I can imagine the other passengers preparing for a flight filled with yelling kids, I bet they were relieved too when the kids dropped off.
As of yet, I’ve been blessed to have never been on a plane with an unhappy child. I pray I never am.
I can’t even imagine the annoyance.
Glad you liked. ;0)
Dear Phyllis,
I was recently on a flight with two or three squalling babies and a toddler behind me who used my seat for kicking exercises. I don’t think any of them slept during the two hour flight. Cassie was fortunate that her progeny nodded off. Believable story. Nicely done.
shalom,
Rochelle
Thank you.
So glad you survived the trip. Hope all others are pleasantly quiet.
Dear Phyllis,
Great story. Loved ‘cursing altitude’. Perhaps you meant relief instead of relieve. I don’t know because I wasn’t there.
Aloha,
Doug
Hey Doug,
Always glad to hear form you. Saw you on Rachelle’s blog. Looks like you had a fun trip.
Relief is better. I wrote this late and all looked fine to me then.
Glad you liked.
Blessings,
Phyllis
i love her husband…sending his wife off with a heaping dose of luck. 🙂 flying is never easy and adding three youngsters to the mix…she deserves a big reward!!! great story!
Thanks. Glad you like it.
Now that’s a happy ending indeed! 🙂
Thanks for reading.
Oh, I’m glad she got some rest. My kids hardly sleep through anything.
Hopefully one day they will surprise you and fall a sleep long enough to let you sleep. Ha. :0)
Dear MythRider, Good story and once I flew from Madison, Wisconsin to Tulsa, Oklahoma with 3 children – same ages as your story – My husband had pinned on the back of each boy’s overalls, a note that said “Hi, my Mommy is lost and this is where we’re going. My Mommy is : and my Daddy is at home and his name is: . People were laughing every time they read the note. I was a nervous wreck by the time I got to my parents house and this was way before cell phones. Wow – the nerve of me! It was a good vacation – but the plane ride was horrific! Nan 🙂
The joys of having children.
Hopefully all the laughs, hugs and kisses have made up for it.
By the way, thanks for the story. It was fun to read.
I am sorry for the horrors. I am glad you survived. ;0)
I felt her desperation! Nicely done.
Thank you.
And her relief.
Ha. ;0)
Phyllis, I travelled once with my husband and two kids. It was a smaller plane with a tiny restroom, and of course my dauther filled her diaper. There was thankfully a pull-down changing table, but it was like changing her in a very smalll closet. Good and well-written story. 🙂 —Susan