Flying with Owen

I totally forget to mention how Owen did on the flights. Thanks Sarah for reminding me. The fact that I didn't say something like "...and all the while Owen was screaming his head off.", in my nightmare flight story, should be a good indicator. He did great!

We are so lucky to have this kid. He was so good through the entire thing from the minute we stepped into the airport until we got our bags. It must be mentioned that both of our flights were past 8:00pm which made it easy to get Owen to sleep. On the first flight, he slept pretty much the entire time. On our flight back, he was awake enough to look out the window during take off and make friends with the dad (thank god!) sitting next to us. He really loved the speed of the plane on the runway.

As good as he was, we were armed to the teeth with baby tamers. Touch and feel books, his Elmo remote control, a portable DVD player with his favorite videos and yes - get out the bad parent award - a sucker. We tried the DVD player because he got a little fussy about 15 minutes into our return flight. However, in the grand tradition of electronic reliability, the batteries went dead about 7 minutes in. It was supposedly fully charged. The whole row noticed that the DVD screen went black and everyone held their breath, waiting for the enevitable wail of displeasure. Luckily, it never came. We moved on the the grandaddy of all shutter uppers - the bottle.

I was very surprised to see so many children on both of our flights. It's as if the late flight is a underground baby secret that you must figure out for yourself, like some sort of ancient rite of parenthood. It was nice to have other parents on the plane. I defintely didn't get any "Oh, crap! What sort of moron would bring a baby on a plane?" stares.

Here's Owen at Jose Cuervo's Tequilla Grill in the airport. Travel Tip # 131 - Never eat Mexican before stepping on a plane. Travel Tip #1 - NEVER feed your kid Mexican before putting him on a plane.