Why Fly When You Can Cry?

Well folks, we made it, and this (above) is how Ruby feels about the whole “flying” thing.

And by “flying” I actually mean “crying” through the security checkpoint in Singapore’s Changi Airport, “fussing” for nine of the 16 hours onboard SQ 38, “crying” on descent, “crying” through security at LAX, “barely holding it together” during the two-hour delay at LAX, “crying” for the first half hour of the two-hour flight to Seattle, and “crying” all the way home in the carseat.

Flying.

It’s the new crying.