Our second family trip to Michigan is already better than our first one was! We want our boys to be good travelers so that we can show them the world and spend time with our out-of-state families. On the way to the airport, we coach them to be as cute as can be so as to dazzle the folks working at the security checkpoint - they didn't disappoint! People are so amazed to see a couple traveling with infant twins, they don't mind as we unload the two carseats, two diaper-backpacks, shoes, wallet, cell phones, baby bottles, and a double stroller onto the x-ray belt because staff and passengers are occupied making ga-ga and goo-goo faces at the babies!
It turns out that twins are more common than I ever imagained. While checking our luggage at MSP, a woman at the check-in kiosk nearby said, "I'm a twin, too!" and the customer service agent asked us, "Did you name them like I named my twins? They're 15 now - Sharika and Shaniqua!" Steve and I grin whenever we have to explain our babies' 'normal' names: Matthew and Nathan. I guess that's just too boring for some folks.
Nathan is our little sleep machine, so whomever carries him in the Snugli has the easy ride. Mr. I-can't-close-my-eyes-because-there's-stuff-to-look-at-Matthew rode in my carrier, so I was busy, busy, busy the whole flight! He decided it was taking too long to get his bottle (it was about 5 minutes past baba time) and started fussing. Since we had to wait for the plane to be at cruising altitude before the flight attendant could help warm the bottles, I tried giving it to him cold. WRONG! My seat mate and I had a huge laugh as Matthew oh-so-politely refused his cold milk, screwing up his face and crying as it poured out both sides of his mouth! Fortunately, he was a father of two boys and thought this was a blast from the past. Even better, the flight attendant came right then to warm up the babas. Whew, close call!
But that's as bad as it's been so far this weekend. After finishing his (warm) baba, Matthew turned on the charm and batted his loooong eyelashes at the woman across the aisle who was trying to get him to smile.
Now that they're bigger, stronger, and so expressive, it's a lot of fun taking them out in public. We're learning to be gracious to people who take such a keen interest in them. As we walk by, strangers smile, wave, coo and talk to them before even greeting us! I suppose I might have done the same thing, marveling at infant twins. I don't mind though. People have been generally kind and helpful (or at least give us a wide berth!) when they see us coming.
Our babies are becoming real Fly Guys! Up, up, and away!