the pop-tart wielding eagles have landed

We made it! We made it! There was a little drama along the way, but we made it!

Our flight was delayed in Memphis so we missed our connection. We ran through the airport Home Alone style just in time to see the plane pulling away from the gate. Fortunately, we were on the next flight out of Atlanta. Meanwhile I feasted on a slice of $7.00 pizza to replenish the strength I needed for baby entertaining duty.

It was a full time job. For three hours, it went something like this...

Arm rest up and down, up and down, up and down. Eat some puffs, eat some puffs, eat some puffs. Lap tray up and down, up and down, up and down. Eat some puffs, eat some puffs, eat some puffs. Overhead light on and off, on and off, on and off. Window shade up and down, up and down, up and down. Puffs, shade, tray, puffs, arm rest....

Did you know on Delta flights if you carry an infant on board, it says "Baby in Arms" on your ticket? For my ticket "Baby AT Arms" would have been more appropriate. That is, if you consider flying pop-tarts a weapon. The poor man sitting across the aisle will never look at breakfast pastries the same way again. Should I be concerned our nine month old daughter is already exerting her second amendment rights?

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Would you like to see one of my favorite videos I have? Baby Girl gets more and more funny every day! At one point, she nearly tips over from all the fun!