Frequent Flyer Attends His First Birthday Party

In less than three months, William has logged more frequent flyer miles than the average baby. This past weekend, our family flew up to New Hampshire to attend his cousin Mei-Ling's first birthday party. You can see Miss M. and the boys below:

I was a little concerned about how William would feel flying on a plane so soon after having just returned from Taiwan. Would he have any bad memories or negative associations? I know I sure have a few. However, he did well on the trip in and as well as circumstances would allow on the flight back.

We were stuck in the Manchester airport for 2 hours awaiting inclement weather in Philadelphia to blow over. Once the rotation of baby toys got old, once snacks and peekaboo failed to work their magic, our napless wonder decided it was fussy time. I popped him into the Ergo and walked him back to the flight attendant's jumpseat area where he cried at the top of his lungs 5 minutes. I never thought I'd be thankful for the deafening hum of an airplane, but it was actually quite useful in blocking out much of the noise from his crying.

All in all, things could have been worse: once we returned to our seats, William turned on the charm and tried to engage his fellow passengers in a smiling contest. Andrew's whining decreased. Craig, who was feeling lightheaded earlier, was back to 100%. And despite some turbulence on the way down, I didn't have to use the motion sickness bag, which I had popped open and ready to go. There are certainly worse ways to end a weekend.