Small Sprog is looking forward to his holiday. Well not so much getting excited about it but looking forward as in anticipating it. Anticipating it in not a very good way really. It's not the holiday, per say but how we are getting there that is dwelling on his mind! I have blogged before about the horrendous flight last year and although it was Tall Girl who wretched into a carrier bag in the airport waiting for the return flight (out of sheer panic) it is Small Sprog who is worrying about it now. Tall Girl has admitted to being scared but also excited about going away, Small Sprog is 'simmering'!At breakfast today he went a bit quiet and didn't want his food. 'What's the matter?' I asked.
After a bit of cajoling he said 'Is it going to be windy this weekend?'
You see it was the wind that caused the last bad flight.
'No' I soothed 'Look outside now, it's a lovely day and it's going to be a perfect flying day next Tuesday!' (Best 'singsong' voice!)
He finished his breakfast.
A little later while I was clearing up the table (luckily Small Sprog was out of earshot) I heard the weather forecast for the weekend. Rain and strong winds from the north! Oh bugger!! That's not going to help the situation. Please can someone reassure me that Tuesday will be the calmest day (weather wise) of the year so far? Please!
