Airplanes were not designed with children in mind. Especially not with poopy children in mind. Where the heck are you supposed to change a diaper? The lavoratory? Ya right. The plane ride home was like enduring through 2 hours of church. So, like stake conference. A stake conference in a building that does not have a mother's lounge or even a foyer. We lived, though, so it couldn't have been that bad.
On the 3 hour car ride home my kids were perfect again! I think Heavenly Father doped Jonah. He slept the entire time!
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Yeah, I've never even tried air travel with the little man for that very reason. Maybe oneday.....maybe.
You deserve bonus points!
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