Look, I love babies.
Sure, we laugh, high five, sing songs, and play cars. We talk, read books, dream dreams, and stare at stars.
But one thing we agree to disagree on is proper behavior on overnight transatlantic flights. Me, I like sleeping. Them, they like screaming for hours on the lap beside me.
Generally when this happens all I can do is focus all my energy on sending silent signals to their brain and hoping my message finally gets through.
Stop crying stop crying stop crying stop crying stop crying.
AWESOME!
