We have done our fair share of flying with little people, and I don’t mean the plastic variety. The first flight I took with my now 11 year-old was from Los Angeles to Seattle when she was about 3 months. The most recent flight was this past December when we summoned up the courage to take our three to Australia with the youngest just having turned four. The first thing people asked about the trip was “How was the flight?”, and I could honestly answer that although long, it wasn’t that bad. But that’s also because we’ve had lots of practice. Even when our children were crawling or…