We're leaving, on a jet plane... don't know when we'll be back again.

Our first plane ride as a family! Onward, to the land of sunshine!

There's our plane, and there's our luggage, too!

Here we are at the terminal.  Nothing says are you reading for some fun like a BALLOON ARCH!

So much to see.

Since the tacos watch a show with british accents, they are convinced that the word Eskimo is actually Eskimer.  So that is a picture of an Eskimer on the back of our Alaskan Airlines plane.

So excited, but a little nervous, too.

Is there any where I haven't boobed a baby?

Someone's ready to go!

Papa got to wrangle all three tacos, while I got a bit of a break.

Happy baby.

Yay!  Both kids got wing-pins and got to meet the pilots, too.  All those buttons and levers in the cockpit were amazing.

This guy in front of us was a sweetie.  He kept taking F for a bit so I could have a rest.

They loved being able to walk around once we were up in the air.  It was cloudy, but they were just tickled to see what the top of clouds look like!  Who knew they looked just like the bottoms of clouds?!