Friday, March 28, 2008

In flight entertainment

Olivia and I are in Pennsylvania visiting my parents today. Which meant accelerating my aging process by 5 years with another adventure of traveling solo with baby. Somewhere in the middle of the 2nd hour, Olivia decided that she was bored and wanted to start shrieking. I was able to quiet her a little by playing airplane and trampoline, but there's only so much my weak arms could handle before she'd shriek again. A big thank you to the sweet French woman who took her a while to play with her. But that only worked for so long before the passengers in front of me started exchanging 'Make it stop' comments. Rather than saying, 'Thanks dude, and I'm also enjoying having your seat back into my lap' I made my third journey from the window seat to the back of the plane. I decided to hang out back there until the plane landed. Luckily, Olivia's still cute enough that the flight attendants wanted to play with her, because she sure is heavy and it's hard to hold a baby for that long. It was worth it though, we're having a great time in Pennsylvania getting spoiled by my parents!

1 comment:

Larry said...

You're on the East Coast!

Anyway, reading this post made me think about how my own attitude towards (shrieking) babies has been changing over the past few months.

I feel for the parents of shrieking babies now.