
On the flight back from Seattle, there was this mean lady who didn't want to trade seats with daddy so he, mama, and I could sit together. Then she saw I was a baby and didn't want me sitting next to her either (you can see her profile behind me on the bottom picture). Dad said I should feel bad for her because her face froze like that. As always, dad is such an understanding and compassionate gentleman. (In the end, other passengers were kind enough to move around so we all could sit together.) I did not let her get to me, obviously.














