I've discovered the secret of time travel. Flying for 9 hours with a 3 year old and a 16 month old. 8 hours went by quickly. 1 hour didn't and lasted as long as the other 8 put together. Still we made it in one piece and as one family. And the flight went a lot better than I expected. There's always one disapproving stare and the stupid b!tch who gave us the evil eye the whole flight has never had human kids to deal with. PB and JC both were mostly great and they crashed only a little earlier than normal. JC went without a nap too, making a total of 16 hours from waking to sleeping, and she only really lost it right at the end. Not bad for a trip from Sydney to Hong Kong.

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