One hundred percent of the people that I have told that Dana and I took a six week old on an airplane to California for ten days have given me the same "I-can't-believe-you-did-that-you-foolish/brave-people." It was an interesting journey, here's some quick hit thoughts.
- Airplane bathrooms are not nearly as tiny as I had expected. I had never been in one prior to the diaper-changing dallies. One occasion, Stockton took aim and let fly (#2) sans diaper, and I was forced to use the clean diaper to cover him....and me. This would have been ok had I brought more than one diaper....but the stewardess was nice enough to go get another diaper from the hottie in 16F.
- I only got one "how old are you?" Maybe I should make a shirt with my driver's license?
- When I become an old man, I want to be an old man that wears hats. And ties. No matter what I'm doing. And a pipe.
- In Dallas, during a fast diaper change (the flight was LEAVING SOON), I lost the cap to the travel backside lotion. I discovered the aforementioned cap after we landed in Louisville. In my baby's diaper....
- Stockton caught a little bit of a cold on the way to Cali but is over it for the most part now. Thanks for the prayers and the well-wishes.
- Stockton was wide awake to ring in the New Year...but he seems to want to watch the ball drop EVERY night.
- (The third sentence in a row that starts with "Stockton") Stockton is starting to smile now. It is the sweetest little smile you have ever seen.
My new year's resolution - to not play video games quite as much :)
9 comments:
GREAT recap - love the old man in hats and ties with a pipe.
Those 2 new games will ruin the resolution REAL quick like, no question.
Lookalike game in DFW was pretty unforgettable for me though...did Lamech ever catch his flight?
I hate to be the voice of doom. But I'm pretty sure you won't be sticking to that New Year's Resolution.
We took our daughter on a plane trip to AZ when she was 4 months old. We did the diaper changes on my lap or the seat beside us. I don't know if we assumed the bathroom was too small or just didn't think about it. Oh well.
I say you are brave and fearless for flying with a newborn!
Now I, too, want to wear hats when I'm an old man. Wait ...
This made me chuckle some funny kind of chuckle: In Dallas, during a fast diaper change (the flight was LEAVING SOON), I lost the cap to the travel backside lotion. I discovered the aforementioned cap after we landed in Louisville. In my baby's diaper....
I'm not sure if Lamech ever caught his flight :)
I think I was too afraid to change his diaper in my lap. He has a habit of making the magic happen before I'm ready to really capture it.
You are funny. Who asked you how old you were?
one of the stewardesses :)
One time I was flying by myself (for work!) and sitting in an exit row. A steward came up and asked me to move because he said I wasn't old enough to sit in the exit row (you have to be 15). I explained to him that I was 23 years old and certainly old enough to sit in an exit row. He was embarrassed.
Kelly - are you serious??
HA! Did you get something free out of it?
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