Not Just My Arm Candy

It’s travel day. After eight glorious Bahamian days Russ and I had to go home. As we were boarding our first flight to Atlanta a mother with the biggest stroller on earth, with a folder in the front and a baby in the back asked Russ for help.

I had been cooing at the baby so she thought we must be trust worthy. Russ agreed right away to help this mother out. He thought he might fold the stroller up or something like that. No. When we got to the end of the jetway she said, “You Ok with Babies?”

Russ enthusiastically said yes and she handed him the baby. He took to Russ and enjoyed his Birds Eye view of the airplane as Russ walked him down the aisle. He handed me the baby while he put his bag up and he was a cutie. The mother took him from me when she and the toddler eventually made it down the aisle.

She was very grateful. I have no idea how she would have gotten the kids out of the stroller with her bags and folded up that giant stroller for gate check. Traveling as a single person with kids is tough. I guess she just looked around and decided Russ looked the most trustworthy. She was right.