Around 2:00 today, I looked over and realized Caleb did not look well (watery eyes, pale, tired). Here is the conversation that ensued...
E: Cal, are you feeling ok?
C: Not really. That's why I said I wanted to rest.
E: I know but we didn't have time to rest today. Maybe you can take a nap after school.
C: (looking put out) Not really. Our flight leaves so late at night, like 10:00.
E: (forgetting the family is going on a ski trip) Oh right, well you can always sleep on the airplane. I do!
C: (giving me what in hindsight was probably a "you won't believe this" look) No I can't! (Arms fly into the air in exasperation) We're in coach!
E: Honey, people sleep just fine in coach.
It must be hard to believe when the majority of your 5 year-old life has been spent flying first class.