Planes and 1 and a half year olds...
Flying back from Florida and the short sleeve golf shirts and shorts weather, I was seated in the aisle seat next to a dad and his 1 1/2 year old daughter in the middle seat. I imagined what he was going through... wondering how I and the guy in the window seat would take it.
She was adorable (aren't all 1 1/2 year olds), had just learned how to wave hello and goodbye and was a professional thumb sucker. The father was trying to make sure she did not go outside the imaginary boundaries of his seat (all 18 inches of it's width) and intruding on my space. I knew it was hopeless so I placed a pillow on my leg and told him he was welcome to lay her down over both our laps. It was as if I had offered him a lifetime supply of free babysitting.
After about a hour of flight time she got sleepy and lay her head on the pillow on my leg. She leaned her head back and stared at me as she sucked her thumb and descended into the sleep of babes. Sleeping, she was angelic. A face that calmed the stresses of travel and family decisions you have to make in the upcoming years. My pulse rate lowered. My breathing calmed. If a swarm of bees had started buzzing around my head I would not have moved my leg in fear of waking her.
The moral of this post? Good deeds sometimes have immediate rewards.
She was adorable (aren't all 1 1/2 year olds), had just learned how to wave hello and goodbye and was a professional thumb sucker. The father was trying to make sure she did not go outside the imaginary boundaries of his seat (all 18 inches of it's width) and intruding on my space. I knew it was hopeless so I placed a pillow on my leg and told him he was welcome to lay her down over both our laps. It was as if I had offered him a lifetime supply of free babysitting.
After about a hour of flight time she got sleepy and lay her head on the pillow on my leg. She leaned her head back and stared at me as she sucked her thumb and descended into the sleep of babes. Sleeping, she was angelic. A face that calmed the stresses of travel and family decisions you have to make in the upcoming years. My pulse rate lowered. My breathing calmed. If a swarm of bees had started buzzing around my head I would not have moved my leg in fear of waking her.
The moral of this post? Good deeds sometimes have immediate rewards.
posted by TrappedInColorado at 10:58 AM
2 Comments:
Random acts of kindness are always good. For both the giver and the givee.
Good see you back.
Very sweet! What a guy!
It's funny. I have a kid and don't really like other people's kids much. Mine is so very different from most...a little old man in a tiny body, which suits me just fine most of the time. ;-)
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