Hamilton spent much of each flight sitting on the floor playing. He's so squirmy now that he doesn't want to sit in my lap for long. He shredded several in-flight magazines, dumped countless Cheerios on the floor, and gummed the safety-procedures pamphlet.
On our last leg, he made friends with the flight attendant. She enjoyed reading to him the airline catalog once we'd landed in Charleston.
Since he doesn't sleep in my arms, the poor boy was usually fast asleep within minutes of strapping him into the stroller at each airport. Here he is back in Charleston as we wait for Mr. Morgan to bring the car around.
On our last leg, he made friends with the flight attendant. She enjoyed reading to him the airline catalog once we'd landed in Charleston.
Since he doesn't sleep in my arms, the poor boy was usually fast asleep within minutes of strapping him into the stroller at each airport. Here he is back in Charleston as we wait for Mr. Morgan to bring the car around.
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