Sometimes my husband has a stroke of genius…remember, I said “sometimes.” Well, tonight was one of those times. We were taking Zander on the flight home from Colorado to Arizona and were getting ready to board the plane. Zander was hungry and tired, but we were trying to hold off feeding him until we got on the plane. Being that he was unhappy, he was crying at the terminal for quite a while. I was trying to calm him down and get him to stop crying, when Tyler had an amazing idea. “Let him cry and no one will want to sit by us once we get on the plane…we’ll get our own row.” We both chuckled at the idea, but realized that it might not be so bad after all. So, I proceeded to stop trying to make Zander be quiet and let him show the world his unhappiness. Did it work? Well, right now I’m on the plane typing this, stretched out with Ty in our very own row.
