To the Flight attendants on our 5 hour flight from Anchorage to Denver: Thank you for being so understanding, accommodating and supportive. You made us feel much better.
To the really nice lady who sat in front of us on that flight, thanks for being understanding and for your kind words of encouragement. You telling me that we were doing a good job kept me from jumping out the emergency door.
To the nice family on our Denver to Salt Lake flight who allowed their dad/husband to switch seats so Justin could sit with me and the kids, we really appreciate your sacrifice.
To the Frontier ticket counter people: You guys were awesome. Everyone we spoke to had a good sense of humor and was very helpful to our family who was flying thousands of miles on standby.
To the people on the 5 hour flight from Anchorage to Denver who gave us dirty looks as my two year old threw multiple tantrums, I hope you step on a tack. And I hope you have children who embarrass you beyond belief with hysterical tantrums while you are desperately trying to get them to stay buckled into their seatbelt so you don't get thrown off the plane. I hope you notice the dirty looks others give you and know how you made us feel yesterday. And I also hope you sit next to an obese person with terrible body odor whose giganticness spills over into your seat for your entire flight. This will just make me feel better.
So yes, there were tantrums and periods of time where we covered Macy's mouth to stifle the screams, but we made it to Utah last night. Now that we are here we may never leave because I am dreading that return flight. :)