It seems as though Elsa doesn’t remember much from her last time in the air a year and a half ago. Either that or she is newly aware of words and the opportunity to understand what the heck is happening.
She and I went over the safety pamphlet a couple of times before takeoff, and then she spent quite a while studying it on her own as well. On the return trip she pulled it out right away for a review and to remind me how I would hold Felix while tucking under as much as possible during a crash landing. (Nothing like having kids to make you feel brave/scared to pieces at the same time.)
We took the red eye home and Oliver and Elsa (who were sitting on my side of the aisle, while Simon and Micah were on the other side and Felix was shuttled back and forth from side to side) were thrilled by the “seat dreams” pack sitting on their seats. The earplugs were pretty much unusable in their little ears, but they tried anyway. The big hit was the eye mask, which made for a pretty good photo op.
Seeing these kids discover the world over and over and be so excited about it is pretty much the best. If only we could all maintain that level of wide-eyed wonder about the world.