O how I remember those days. I remember travelling with all four kids. The boys each had backpacks larger than they were. Steph and I each had car seats and two bags each. The real problem was the connecting flight. Getting on the first plane and off the last plane wasn't a big deal. It was the trek across the airport in Chicago or St Louis. More than once we had to run to catch the plane. Have a great time and enjoy the snow.
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