Another day, another plane ride. It’s so interesting to see how different everyone reacts when they see a baby. As we watched passengers file into the plane, many flash big ol reciprocal smiles at Theo, while other look right over him or stare at him with a look of “oh shit” or “whatever.” I think that’s pretty sad. How can you not smile back at a happy baby? Even if you are thinking “please, please, please don’t cry this entire flight,” can’t you muster a grin for a bouncing, drooly, sweet pea?