“My dad is happy to sit there, so you can sit with us.”

Considering I’m starting the trip with two hours of sleep, I decide I would be better off by myself. We board the plane and I find my seat. I’m sitting next to a two-year old. It doesn’t matter, I’m unconscious before they even do the safety instructions.

I board the return flight. Again I’m not sitting with everybody, but I did just spend a week with everybody, so I’m happy to go sit by myself. I find my seat. I’m sitting next to the same two-year old again. The mom says,

“Sorry you’re stuck with us, hopefully she’ll be good.”

“Don’t worry, I’m traveling with a baby too.”

“Oh are you the nanny?”