This is the plate I saw in the parking lot of the airport on our way to Memphis. Fortunately, it did not foreshadow a bad toddler flying experience. We had a great time but we're happy to be back.
When my brother was two, my dad flew alone with him. My brother is allergic to orange juice. My father knows this, yet he gave it to him anyway. He shat through six diapers, three outfits, and two pairs of my father's pants. When my mother got the kid from my day he reaked of poop and was naked, except for his diaper. It was NOT a pleasant experience for anyone!
This is the plate I saw in the parking lot of the airport on our way to Memphis. Fortunately, it did not foreshadow a bad toddler flying experience. We had a great time but we're happy to be back.
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When my brother was two, my dad flew alone with him. My brother is allergic to orange juice. My father knows this, yet he gave it to him anyway. He shat through six diapers, three outfits, and two pairs of my father's pants. When my mother got the kid from my day he reaked of poop and was naked, except for his diaper. It was NOT a pleasant experience for anyone!
Mouthy Mom
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Wow. I've had some challenging experiences in "that area" flying with my girl but that makes them all seem trivial.
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