Baby on a Plane
The flight from Jackson, Wy to Denver was late but luckily our connecting flight was delayed so no problem. Our bags however did not make the flight so we had to wait at LAX for the next flight from Denver to arrive. Mike and I ended up making the drive back to SLO arriving at about 1am...what a long day.
On the flight from Denver to LAX I had my first experience sitting next to a fully energized two year old. My initial feeling was pure fear when the mother apologized to me as I sat down. I think this is every flyer's worst nightmare because it means that you have a 0.01% chance of reading/sleeping/relaxing until you exit the plane because two year olds have a seemingly endless amount of energy. But, it actually turned out to be a cool experience. I just happened to be reading a chapter in the book "Freakonomics" about what makes a good parent (no, the book is not about parenting it just happened to be the topic of a chapter). That chapter led to an interesting conversation with the mom about parenting and I learned a quite a bit from her experiences. I have never considered myself to be good with kids but playing with her son was surprisingly fun. Maybe kids are alright after all?
Most importantly I reassured myself that making the best of a situation is loads better than being angry and cynical about it.


