Alia, our little traveler

Our daughter Alia has had a life on the move...

Since she was born we have lived in 6-7 houses in 3 countries, and even though she's only 2 years old she has flown 46 times and visited 11 countries.

The good thing is that she seem to love it. When we flew back to Asia earlier this year, we had 4 flight connections, and after every single one, she looked at us, and asked "nohh ma?" In her kind of German that means "one more time?" When we said "yes, we still have to fly again," and went to the next gate, she ran around jumping and pointing at the airplanes outside while singing "fyhh!! fyhh!" (It supposed to be "fly," but, hey, close enough for a two year old) 

And also, for a while after we had moved back to AP, she would ask for "fyh" (Airplane, in her version of Norwegian) everytime we left the house.

Also, when we play volleyball on sundays, next to our organizations hangar at the airport, she jumps and screams of joy every time she sees a plane land or take of, or if she gets to go to the hangar and look at the stuff there.

Today I was showing her a map of the world, and...

She pointed at Australia and said "Alia!" with a big smile.

(She also pointed at Saudi Arabia and said "mama"... not quite sure what that means..

Then, later on, when she was allowed to play with the ipad, she immediately opened her travel app, and is now packing virtual suitcases and helping people through security.

Anne and I are just very happy that she doesn't hate traveling, because we are probably still going to be doing a lot of that...