AIRPORT!

@skurp bought some new shades. My dad, a walking WebMD, has been telling us for as long as we've had ears that if you don't buy the right sunglasses, ones that have 100% UVA,B and C blocks, you're basically making it easier for those sun rays to get into your eyes... dilating your pupils and letting those UV rays right in. See, dad, I DO listen to you. Big girl sun glasses. Check.

Maks and mommy going down the plane shoot. Maks is more interested in my boarding pass than he is with his first flight.

Snakes on a plane.

Maks RIIIIIIGHT before he puts the emergency card in his mouth.

Yay, planes.

So, I have a great (with a capital G) story to share with his first girl friend, every girl friend after that and then his wife.

I smelled a turd on the way home. We had the window seat (score! thank you "parents of young children preboarding!!") so I thought I would just change him on my lap. Todd held all of my tools and I got this bugger in and out of his suit and dipe in under two minutes. 

Traveler and Mom of the year.

If there's anything I've learned about being a mom, it's DO NOT TALK ABOUT THE NO HITTER...aka, pat yourself on the back too soon and your kid will shit on you on a plane when you have the window seat with a stranger on the end.

And that's what happened. 

I got cocky. I smelled another poo a few minutes later so, Babe Ruth style pointing to the fences, I tore that dipe off, wiped and then...pfffffffthsssshssss. He farted.

WHEW! Just the thunder, no lighting. 

And then...a rumble in Maksi's belly later...a GUSH of shit came cascading out of my son's 

hind quarters. 

Lucky for me, I was wearing a sarong- but it got covered. So did his cloth book, as did the diaper he was wearing, the diaper we were going to put on him and my shirt. Thank goodness layering is in.

I cleaned that bugger up in about three minutes- quickly and quietly- barking orders to Todd- he held open the Au Bon Pain bag, I rolled up my skirt so the fecal matter wasn't touching anyone, wiped and subsequently threw about twenty wipes in the trash bag,  and stripped myself of any offending clothing. 

A few minutes later the attendants were collecting garbage and we asked for a few garbage bags. They're nosy Bs those attendants..."I can take any trash you have!"

Us: "haaaaahahaha (uncomfortable laugh), no, he just had an accident! Two bags will do just fine!"

Near the end of the flight, Todd was up using the loo and the lady next to Todd leaned over and looked at me...I got nervous...and said, "He was SO GOOD this whole flight! What a good baby."

Me (smug): Lady, you have no idea. 

Otherwise, he was awesome- fell right asleep as soon as we started nursing for both take off and landing. He played with his books and Paula otherwise. 

Maks the super baby.

Baby necessities on a plane:

Sling

toys

back up clothes for EVERYONE

wipes

snacks

trash bags

the aisle seat

layered clothes