First Flight

We've known for awhile that we would be flying to Las Vegas and that it would be Joshua's first time on a plane. We were prepared for the worst, especially since we had two flights due to a layover in Denver. If things went terribly, we expected the scornful glares from the "Can't you control your baby?" crowd and the looks of despair from the "I'm not going to be able to sleep at all on this flight because of that baby" people and perhaps even a few looks of sympathy from those who have been there before. But it wasn't nearly that bad. Overall, he was great. He looked around and babbled quietly like he tends to do. He didn't seem bothered at all by the pressure changes, which was good. He was a bit overtired, so we had one two-minute stretch of classic crying-baby-on-a-plane time, but outside of that, he did a great job. We're proud of him and are no longer dreading the trip home next week.