At approximately 1 a.m. this morning, after one of the most traumatic travel experiences of my life, we arrived home to a half-dead Christmas tree, several piles of dried-up cat vomit, some exquisitely expired milk in a sippy cup on the counter, and about ten inches of snow. Which hopefully has melted down a bit since the original storm because all that hysteria for ten inches? Come on, now. That’s snow, not SNOOOOWWWW.
I’ll be back after I’m able to stop hugging my living room floor in gratitude and repeating my 700 vows to never travel again, so help me all that is holy.
On a related note, if you happened to be on last night’s Delta flight 1432 from Fort Myers to LaGuardia, especially if you were seated in the front section of the plane somewhere in the vicinity of row 7: I am really, really, really sorry. Really.
Beyond the Dooryard 
I’ve had that travel experience before, but not with an infant. Cheers to YOU for surviving (even if you did come home to rotten milk and cat vomit and snow instead of SNOOOOOWWWWW.)
Oh my god, it was both of them. They were tag teaming in awfulness. I’m surprised our fellow passengers didn’t stage a coup and throw us off the plane. I’m surprised the CREW didn’t throw us off the plane.
Oh, but they wanted to.
I have no doubt.
My husband was on a flight last year, that a pre-school aged girl and her grandma were also on. Only, the flight was overbooked. And Grandma didn’t want to inconvenience anyone by asking them to move seats so she could sit with her granddaughter. So, the little girl sat next to my husband and a female executive. Grandma sat 2 rows behind. After about 20 minutes of the girl’s bouncing, standing on the seat, turning around and singing “I’m a little teapot” to her grandmother, who thought it was “just precious!”, the executive sitting in the same row as my husband asked the stewardess for a glass of orange juice and two bottles of vodka. The vodka quickly joined the orange juice, and with a quick stir of her finger, the executive offered the “juice” to the little girl, who flopped down in the seat, drank it down in one gulp, and promptly fell asleep 10 minutes later. The entire plane cheered, Grandma never suspected what happened to her precious little angel and the stewardess profusely thanked the executive.
I’m in total awe over this. Just…wow.