God is good and answered my prayers for peace and patience (from other passengers) while flying with a 6 month old. for example, when asking that God not seat a large businessman in the seat next to haven and mine who might get huffy with the wiggles or fluids of an infant-- God provides a couple on their way to the birth of their adopted son with tons of questions and stories to share. oh, and haven slept the whole way. but that's not the story for this post.
on our flight back, God is equally as sovereign and gracious, but this time he provides a flight attendant. not just any flight attendant, the one that had to have scored perfectly on all her flight staff exams and who seemed to have enjoyed one too many lattes before our flight. when we were seated, she was quick to scoop haven up so that we could get situated, but instead of returning her, had haven help her greet the other passengers as they boarded the plane (haven was a pro of course, what with that easy grin and all). then about half way through the flight and after stopping by to check on 'her little friend' seven times, our FA wanted to know if she could have haven again to introduce to the other FA's in first class. 'sure!' we say, so proud of our little hamm. 15 minutes later our FA returns with haven and the addition of something smooshed all over her bib. 'don't worry, she had a cookie at the front of the cabin, but we've cleaned her all up.' WHAT?! yep. we heard her right and haven had the crumbs in her smile to prove it. our precious, firstborn child had her virgin solid food experience 3,500 feet above the earth. so long as you don't count the receipt she ate out of the diaper bag a couple weeks ago. an airtran cookie. i'm not exactly sure what food group that fits into. or if there's a food group for airline food. oh well.