They should have paid me to fly!

Here's Just a quick run down of the happenings of December 18th 2008, location beginning at Sacramento airport. Normally when I am traveling somewhere....well really every time I've traveled, one of the girls has been sick and kept us up ALL night the night before a long day of travel. I would have killed for that sleepless night. I woke up on Thursday thrilled that the girls actually slept through the night, lets just say that was the end of my good luck. Ok I really will try and keep this short, so we checked through security in Sacramento, waited an hour + before they announced that the flight would be another hour and a half. Then about 35 minutes into the wait they announce urgently that we all need to get on the plane as quick as possible, we need to take off in 15 or we will miss our opening....imagine a plane full of people making a mad dash for the door not wanting to miss out on their Christmas. lets continue, we make it to Seattle where we are told that the next flight will be at least another hour and a half past original departure time. 30 minutes tell the new departure time they announce we will be leaving from a different gate shortly, remember the last dash??? ok now picture that only everyone making a quarter mile dash...then there's me with the stroller, girls, diaper bag, Payten's backpack, purse and Riley is on my hips, trying to join in the dash. still not to bad? ok so then it was a j/k dash, we waited for 45 minutes before boarding, however once we finally boarded we sat on the plain for three and a half hours before taking off the run way, YES! that is not a typo, 3 1/2 hours not moving then finally took off for a 3 1/2 hour flight. 7 hours on the same plane with a 2 year old and a 10 month old with no naps. I don't even want to think about how many times I cried on the plain on the way up. OH and get this, the whole 3 1/2 hours at a stand still, the whole time I'm telling Payten as soon as they pass out the digi players (you rent for $5) that We'll get one and watch movies. it takes 45 minutes for them to get to the row ahead of us, where they sold the LAST one. I think the flight attendant could feel the daggers shooting from my eyes. oh and another side note, whoever made those bathrooms were not thinking about the mom who had to take her 2 kids to the bathroom together, OR the one trying to squeeze in and change a diaper with the toddler at the hip! AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ok breath I'm here hahaha. yeah worst day of my life!