Bon Voyage

So, Georgia is as we speak on a 13 hour flight to Tokyo. This morning on the way to the airport, we were crammed into a minivan with 3 kids under the age of three... so yes... three car seats. David and Natanya (the parents) up front and Georgia and I sitting on top of one another in the back seat. We had to climb over one kid to get there! Once we were in, David piled in my sister's many bags. (I have no idea how she is going to deal with all of that on foreign soil trying to find her bus.) So anyway, to help the boys understand, Natanya kept saying that Miss Georgia was getting on a plane and would be gone for a really long time. She said, "Levi is going to be 4 years old before Miss Georgia gets back." Levi (the 3 year old) didn't get it. When Georgia got out of the van of course tears were shed and Uri (the 2 year old) started crying as well. Levi just looked confused. After helping Georgia check in and crying my ass off- the van pulled back up from circling and Levi immediately asked, "Where is Miss Georgia?" I was obviously not going to answer that one for fear of losing it. Again. So guess who did? Uri, the two year old, replied, "She's on airpane for a weally long time."