With the clock ticking, we once again found ourselves rushing toward the departure gate and this time we had a baby in tow. Cranky and tired, Little-B was very vocal about being strapped in his chair and all my attempts to distract and entertain him were in vain. The 3 of us slipped in to a busy lift and we got split from Mr.B in the crowd. Little-B kept getting louder and louder as his irritation grew. My efforts continued to fail and I was at a loss. I looked up across the crowd at his father hoping he had a solution. My pleading eyes met his, a tiny devilish smile crept across his face, then he looked away as if to say, 'I'm not with them!'
Marriage Tip No. 61: When you laugh, the world laughs with you. When the Baby cries, you're on your own!
Welcome to our Marriage of convenience!
