I’m sorry. The beverage cart will have to wait. Cheyanne’s taking a nap.

Look, if you can show me somewhere else to unroll her Nap-N-Go Nap Roll, fine. But I don’t see any other options. I mean, I’ve got my carry-on shoved under my seat and the overhead compartments are full, so the aisle it is. And, honestly, if you can’t get that thing around a tiny baby sleeping on a blanket maybe you need to talk to your boss about getting a more mobile cart, you know?

Whoa, whoa! Please keep your voice down, sir. After all, my baby is sleeping peacefully right here. Do you know how rare that is? On an airplane? I know the soft fleece blanket and built-in pillow might look so comfortable it’d be impossible to wake her up, but trust me, she’s got a hair trigger. And I know it might seem like she’d wake up, roll over, see the cute design, and smile peacefully, but the truth is Cheyanne can scream and cry with the best of them. And I know that if I were a flight attendant, I’d hate to explain to a plane-full of people how I was the one who made a baby go crazy just forty minutes into a three hour flight.

So why don’t you roll that cart back to where it came from and treat everyone to a nice tall glass of silence? I’m sure we’ll all appreciate it.

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