Flying to St. Louis

On Saturday we flew from Portland to St. Louis via Salt Lake City. Flying with Luke wasn't too bad, but it could have been easier. He slept 30 minutes at the beginning of the first flight and 30 minutes at the end of the second flight. In between naps it was constant baby wrangling.

Here's a perfect picture of Matt doing some baby wrangling.

Luke enjoyed walking up and down the aisles when we could. (Oh, and he's not wearing pants because he soaked through the first pair and I was trying to preserve the only back-up pair.)
Luckily on the flight from Salt Lake City to St. Louis we had a row to ourselves. Luke enjoyed sitting in the middle seat like a big boy and playing with the food tray.

Here's me trying to get Luke to drink apple juice from a cup. He was more interested in touching the ice.

And here's a video of Luke eating some sweet potato Veggie Puffs. He's new at the food-to-mouth thing, as you can see.