the part where airport security yells at me
I talked to Jake about counting the number of seats between the emergency exit row and his seat. Then I asked him to text me once he was seated.
Good boy. How many rows from your seat to the emergency exit row?
It's my row.
(eyes looking upward) Thank you.
Laura, he's hurtling in your direction. Make him shower every day, have fun and then send him on back home to us.