li'l g's first trip on a plane

So, yesterday Amos took G and me to the airport, so we could go see my mom and dad in AZ (more about our visit in a future post). Luckily I asked if amos could help us through security (they actually let you do that if you ask a check-in agent), because it took me forever to pull out the stuff they had to screen, get his sweatshirt of, take him out of the ergo carrier, etc. You could tell I was a newbie at the whole flying with a kid thing. Anyway, we flew southwest and lucked into boarding with another woman and her 3 week old, who asked us if we wanted to sit with her (if you've never flown southwest it's a free-for-all on southwest for seats). Her son's name was Ethan, and he was very cute with beautiful black hair. It was her first time flying, not just first time flying with a baby, but first time flying, period. The two of us snagged a row in the back. I took the window, and she took the aisle. No one attempted to sit with us, but perhaps the prospect of sitting on a 2.5 hour flight trapped between 2 babies did not thrill the other travelers. We used the seat in the middle for baby stuff. The boys did a great job--barely a fuss (until garrison got over-tired from the lack of nap). All in all it was a pleasant experience--the worst part was going through security (although that was SO much easier since amos came with us). At least when we fly home I have some ideas about how I can make the security thing a little less painful.