Wednesday, February 29, 2012
On a jet plane
Last Thursday Lincoln and I flew from Salt Lake City to Oakland, California, then caught another flight home after a two hour layover. I delayed Lincoln's naps so they corresponded with the flights, then let him nurse to sleep.
On the second flight we sat next to a man who looked similar to a 49ers football player, but I was kinda (really) determined to get Lincoln to sleep, so I was all, "you don't scare me, crazy large man spilling onto my seat and stealing my arm rest!" which I more thought than said directly to his face. Then I nursed Lincoln and he fell asleep within the minute. The man ordered a whiskey and proceeded to talk about his three year old daughter who refuses to go to bed at a reasonable hour. Mission accomplished.
P.S. Lincoln and I matched outfits.