Flying with Your Toddler

A seriously short post today because it's been one of those days (read: weeks) where Leo staged several nap protests and discovered spaghetti (happy he liked it; not happy about the state of our floors, clothes, and hair), and I accomplished essentially nothing, but I think my baby and his stuffed sheep solved world peace (they spend a lot of time together in the crib chatting. It's getting serious).

I did get the chance to visit our house today and was floored by all the progress that's been made. No, that's not our dining table in the photo — it's one of those sawhorse worktable thingies. I totally want to ask them to leave it 'cause it's so rad.

Happy almost holidays — I'll be writing as much as I can over the next two weeks because I'm sure Leo will eat wrapping paper and it will be noteworthy. Are you flying with your toddler? Here are ten tips that I don't think we're following at all, which makes me now feel inadequate.

xo,
Rebecca