Leona and I flew out to Oregon on Christmas day and she was such a trooper. The first flight to Chicago was a little rough, she cried for about half of it but slept the rest of the way. Then we had 4 hours to hang out in the Chicago airport so we set up a little picnic next to a big window and watched the airplanes. It was actually pretty fun, she loved standing against the huge window and looking out. The 2nd flight was much easier than I thought it would be, she slept at take off and landing and the rest of the time she was pretty happy. She smiled and waved at everyone around her and kept trying to hold hands with the guy we sat next to. He was a dad of a couple teenagers who were also on the plane so I think he was getting a kick out of it, thank goodness. All in all I was so scared of that day and it turned out so well, and we were lucky to get out of NY before the blizzard! Anthony wasn't so lucky but he made it out and joined us eventually.