Christchurch- Getting There

So in the holidays we went to Christchurch. There was a huge build-up as we'd been talking about it since before Christmas. A long time in the life of a two year old.

The conversation went along the lines of;

Mum: What are we going to do after Santa comes?
W: Go on Boeing.
M: What are we going to do?
W: Taked off and Zooooooom into the sky.
M: Where are we going?
W: To Cwischurch.
M Who are we going to see?
W: SylBia, Grandad, Sam and Finn.

We love how much Will is talking now! There's not much that he wants to say that he can't communicate. (Of course he always says 'Yes' to any question we have- but I guess that's better than always saying 'No'.)

So anyway he was pretty excited to finally get his first flight on a real plane. :-)

And the free bikkies were a bonus.
He was really good on the plane, as were the other two.

And we were soon winging our way over the clean fresh air of the South Island.

♥