Airport? Airport?

He is currently totally and utterly OBSESSED with airports. I used to worry about gender roles and stereotyping, but when you are woken by a little forehead pressed against yours inquiring,  “Airport? Airport?” it’s hard to say no to the lil’ guy. And so we go. As we do the short drive, he starts shaking with anticipation.

It is a small airport, but as it’s the country’s capital, it is busy with commuters.  I carry him through the atrium and he says “Hi!” to just about everyone he passes. He has recently become transfixed with the very young and the very old and they receive special attention. I let him toddle down the corridor, and then we hit the big window, where we can watch the planes come and go.

I try to not draw too much attention and just talk to his ear quietly.”Hey, look, there goes a luggage cart Albie!” and “Oh my gosh, here comes a fuel truck!” His face stays turned to the tarmac – my words, a voice-over for the best show around. His hands stick to the window. And then, barely believing his luck,  a plane touches down.  Albie shouts with all his might, ‘Propeller! Propeller! Propeller!’  The volume of him makes me laugh. He is getting louder by the day.

Needless to say, it is not nearly as much fun to leave the airport as it is to arrive.

 

9 comments

  1. Oh this has just made my day! It is the beauty in the little things. Albie is the master of getting you to slow down and appreciate all life has to offer. Bless him. And what a great Mumma you are too xxx

  2. Oh that is so adorable! My little one loves visits to the airport too, we live pretty close and every time she hears an aeroplane she shouts “pane, pane”.

  3. Wellington has the best airport for plane watching :-). Even better in summer when you can plant him in the sand at Lyall Bay so Mum a gets to catch some rays, I mean vitamin D, while the plane obsessed one gets their fill 🙂 .

  4. awww bless, my youngest (now 7) loves everything & anything to do with planes, helicopters, fire engines etc. I remember the time I had just gotten him out of the bath one evening & had turned my back for 2 secs & turned back to find him gone!!! Panic hit when remembered the front door was open due to the heat. Racing to the door with dread, I go out to find my naked 2yr old jumping up & down on the lawn yelling “HELICOPTER, HELICOPTER” in full view of the neighbours!!! My dread was instantly replaced with relief & a fit of giggles 😀

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