SH*T happens

Could he be any cuter as he sits naked and reads quietly to himself on the airplane (with his gut hanging over the tray table)?  The answer from his mom is an emphatic 'NO'!  However, if you were to see and smell his mama... you may have not even noticed the cherub on her lap.

You just can't make this stuff up.  8 hours into a 10 hour travel day... 100% full flight... turbulence to the point of NO ability to get up out of your seat... and a child who has pooped exactly one time in the past 6 days.  I look down at my pants (spandex I might add) and see a smear of poop.  "Oh shit".  I look at my grey shirt.  More of the same.  We are talking up the back, up the front, blowout of all blowouts.  I look at Stephen and we realize we have only one option.  Get the kid naked and change him on my lap (in the window seat).  I look to the aisle and apologize to the guy who is about to endure some foul business.  He isn't overly accommodating and half smiles and puts his earphone deep into his ear.  If he were smart he would have pulled the oxygen mask out of the overhead compartment.  

We bust out the wipes and the extra Ziploc bag and make matters worse before they get better.  Somehow Hewes steps in the diaper and poop foot ends up everywhere.  My shirt takes an extra beating from poop foot until we can wipe that down.  We looked like magicians pulling endless wipes out of the travel size package.  It reeks!  When I say it smells I do no justice.  It SMELLS.  Diaper, trashed.  Wipes, trashed.  Outfit, trashed.  Blanket, trashed.  Mom's pants, trashed.  Mom's shirt, trashed.  Unfortunately mom doesn't have the option of sitting naked quietly reading her Vanity Fair without someone taking notice.  

I laughed.  I couldn't help it.  I kept looking at my husband next to me and burying my head in the back of my delightfully naked boy laughing up a storm.  We talked about "what is the worst thing that could happen?"  We kept saying to ourselves, "If he cries, he cries.  People will be annoyed and mom's will look at us with compassion in their eyes and we will never see those people again!".  Boy were we wrong.  The worst thing that can happen is that he SCREAMS *in sheer delight as he literally blows up the cabin.  Let that be a warning... THAT is the worst thing that can happen.  

To the elderly couple in the seats in front of us - I would have apologized had you looked within 90 degrees of my face when the flight landed.  I guess not everyone could laugh with us.