2 babies flying home during nap time.
one plugged into movie and complimentary soda.
of which he ordered a coke.
the other so tired and hungry that not even food could satisfy her.
picture me holding a baby octopus.
we'll call her max.
me trying to cover boobs with a brightly colored apron,
baby octopus' arms and legs flailing out of the top and sides,
all the while the baby octupus is screaming at an obnoixiously loud level of volume.
in the middle seat.
with a teenager rolling her eyes at us across the aisle.
and that was in the first 20 minutes of the flight.
it's a good thing our vacation was good.