It's always an adventure to travel with children. So much fun. I did the best I could to prepare, we downloaded extra games on our phones, some movies, bought lots of stickers, ect. I called Southwest the night before to double check that I didn't need anything extra for Lucy since she was a "lap infant". I was assured that I did not need identification for her. So away we went to the airport, and, of course, they asked for Lucy's identification. The worker claimed Lucy looked to old and wanted proof that she was in reality under two years old. Well, all her identification was conveniently in a box, located within a truck, halfway to Indiana.
Sideline: Shout out to Cummins for paying for a company to come, box up all our belongings and then the next day move all our belongings on a truck. The girls and I literally went on play dates, walks and watched movies while all the hard work was done for us. I'm officially spoiled. I cannot go back to boxing my house up all by myself.
Back to airport fiasco. Time was ticking before our plane left. After we explained our situation, the worker would not budge. I had to call BYU clinic to try to get a document sent to the airport that had Lucy's birthdate on it. Well, with privacy laws, and the fact that the fax machine was located in an entirely other building, the clock was getting closer to when we should have left. Luckily the flight was delayed and we didn't miss it and had all the paperwork straightened out. Phew.
And luckily our connecting flight was also delayed. When we were supposed to land in Indianapolis at 10:30, we actually arrived at 2:30 am. Jordan had arranged for a rental car, but the rental car kiosk closed at 2 am. After wondering around the car rental level of the airport parking garage mindlessly trying to find someone with 2 exhausted screaming children, 2 large car seats, 2 large suitcases and 498 small carry-on's, we were done. We hired a taxi and $56 later we arrived at our hotel, and the next day we made it to Columbus.
