Flying with a baby is an adventure few parents look forward to. Long lines, a chaotic security check (with >4 oz of liquids!!), and lugging around all of the equipment needed to get baby from here to there were only a few of the reasons I was dreading flying with Cal. And then there's the flight itself. We have all been on the plane with the inconsolable infant. And while I typically feel worse for the parents who are undoubtedly frustrated and embarrassed, there is always the passenger who thinks that their attitude and helpful rude comments will help the situation. Jakob had even rehearsed his "He can't help being annoying- he's a baby. What's your excuse?" line. Thankfully, we never had to use it and all of our fellow passengers were nothing but pleasant.
But let's be honest, the real reason everything went well was thanks to this happy guy...
We flew out to NY to visit Taylor and Rebecca last weekend. Cal slept the entire flight out and happily played/snacked/napped on our trip back home. Thank goodness the kid likes to fly! Our trip to NY last weekend was only the first of 3 flights coming up in the next month. He will soon embark on a trip to Mexico followed by a quick and easy flight to MN a few weeks later. Fingers crossed for a repeat experience.
Quite the jet setter!
The highlight of the flight home was playing in the Rochester airport before takeoff. Cal spent a solid hour piloting this plane...
Bon Voyage!
..and I think it's the cutest thing ever.
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