The flight attendant always does one more round of trash collecting before the plane lands and I had two more diapers and countless wipes (from wiping juice, food, and who knows what else off the kids faces) to add to her collection of crap. As the flight attendant stood there for what seemed like 59 minutes, I finally was done getting all my trash into the huge white trash bag. When I notice that the flight attendant is still standing right in front of me, even though I'm done putting trash into her bag, I look up to see why she's still standing there. She bends down and sort of whispers to me, "Ma'am, you have a sticker on your head." She straightens up and walks away. The young couple sitting in the aisle next to ours start laughing at the same time that I start laughing at myself. We had played with Spiderman stickers in the first few minutes of our flight. That means I walked around the plane with a sticker, the size of little John's hand, on top of my head for four hours.
At least we're here and safe and so I leave you with these pictures. The first one is before boarding on the plane and the last two are of the kids on the plane. Just so you know, that's gum in Mela's mouth, it kept her quiet for like three minutes before she chucked it at me and it took me forever to find it. It had gotten stuck between two buttons on my new button up shirt. Again, so glad that plane ride is over.