Leaving on a Jet Plane

I took a baby on a plane!

By myself!

Well, with the help of 30 perfect strangers that couldn't have been better fellow passengers.

Of course baby's first plane ride would involve having to get off and on a commuter bus to the jet and having to walk up some rickity airplane stairs.

But Robbie was a champ.

I luckily had an empty seat next to me, so he was able to squirm until his hearts content.

After fighting it for about 10 minutes, he finally found a comfy way to nap.

I'm trying to not think about the 30,000 germy bottoms that have sat on this seat.