Hustling through the security check, Waiting hours and hours for the plane, we finally got on the plane and were ready to take off.
It was 1 o'clock in the morning. Kids were exhausted but excited, especially the little one. Since this is her first time to fly, she was holding her (well, actually it is mine) bunny to cover her excitement.
Daddy kept telling the little one that we need to flap our hand to help to take off. I had no idea what Daddy tried to teach her, but surely the little one did not believe this story.