Up Up and Away (We All Fall Down)!

Flying with four young children is NOT something I'd recommend. However, it sure beats driving 16 hours with four children. SOOOOOO... We get to the airport with all the kids and luggage and head to the check in counter. Luckily Caleb flies a lot and qualifies for the "special" line where there is no wait. Caleb is carrying two car seats, a carry on bag, computer bag, diaper bag and pulling a large suitcase. Elias is pulling a large and small suitcase. Isaac is pulling a medium suitcase. I'm holding Jude and various baby accessories and Silas is getting in everone's way. We walk up to the line and the boys are having difficulty turning the corner with the suitcases... So somehow I FREAKING TRIP over one of my kids (it all happened so fast I'm not sure if it was Isaac or Silas). So imagine the Mom with too many kids tripping while HOLDING her 2 month old baby. Yes there were lots of concerned shouts... you would not believe how fast two airport employees were at my side concerned with my well being. Caleb's at the counter pretending not to know me (he said he didn't see it happen). Yes, the baby's fine. It's the type of fall where you do everything you can to save the baby and sacrifice your body instead (oh yes and I pulled down one of those line divider things as well). My knees will be sporting some fancy bruises by tomorrow I'm sure. The rest of the trip was pretty uneventful. I'm very glad to know that I'll never see those people again. It could NOT have been more embarrassing! The sad thing is I was planning on people making rude comments about the number of children I have (as they seem to feel the need to do as soon as you have 3). I was prepared with the perfect comeback, compliments of Kris Jeffers ("Oh these kids? They're my sister's who just passed away and we're taking them in" - perfect right???? Don't you feel dumb for asking after that one?). But instead I trip over one of my too many kids (so many I can't tell you exactly which one it was). Pathetic!!