Carden and I survived our first plane trip a couple weeks ago. We went to Utah to go to a wedding and he was an angel on the way there. Other than the blow out all the way up the back and the projectile spitting up all over himself, me, and the seat back in front of us. Yeah, let me tell you just how fun it is to change clothes and diapers in an airplane bathroom. Luckily we had an entire row to ourselves. So funny though, when I was getting on the plane I had him in his carseat, with the base attached, as well as my purse, diaper bag and a carry on. So it was a little difficult getting to a seat and I unknowingly hit every single person in the isle with the car seat. Oops.
On the the way back however, the flight was completely full and he screamed and screamed for about 30 minutes. I was crammed next to two 20-something year old guys, just back from a weekend snowboarding and let me tell you how fun it was to nurse next to them when Carden was screaming and arching his back and throwing himself everywhere. I'm pretty sure that they will never have children now.
Wow, time goes by fast! I can't believe Carden is already four months (plus a week now)! And he's still growing strong, though he's started to slow down a little. At his four month appointment he was 15 lbs, 15 oz and 26 inches long, the 75th percentile for both. He can roll from tummy to back, but he HATES being on his stomach so much I'm pretty sure he'll be in high school before he learns how to go from back to tummy. He knows how to scream so loud to make me run in the room and think he's dieing, just to start laughing the second I pick him up. Little stinker.