Just a Little Space, Please

Our girl is a traveler. She has flown to Hawaii, California, and back and forth from Texas to Rhode Island several times, and, until yesterday, she was content to do all her flying in Mama's lap. She realized halfway to Atlanta, on the first leg of the journey, that every person on the plane except her had their own seat. So, when Dad went to use the restroom, she crawled into his seat and was not happy to see me upon my return. On the leg from Atlanta to Providence, mercifully, a seat was open across the aisle, and Dad dutifully deposited himself in it to free up a spot for our very big girl.