Finally. Finally we are out of Lagos! I’ve been looking forward to this for weeks…
V and I are in Dubai with my parents.
As our departure date drew nearer, I became more and more nervous about travelling with V (again).
He’s so different each time we fly, I never know what to expect!
This time he had his own seat. I’ve been preparing him for weeks, and we’ve been reading Busy Airport – just so he realised that he *had* to sit in his own seat and wear his seatbelt.
As soon as we arrived at the airport, he started asking to sit on the airplane. We still had three hours until boarding!
He was tired. And I’d given him some cough syrup to make him drowsy.
He sat so well. I was so proud of him.
He watched tv and even used the headphones for short periods of time. He’s NEVER used them before.
V got a bit restless near landing time, but was distracted by the iPad. He started complaining about ear-ache during the descent and I kept making him drink water.
That’s when it happened.
He threw up. Everywhere.
Luckily I’d put the iPad away already!
And then twice more.
Oh well… At least he didn’t throw up throughout the flight!