Walking through the airport and I heard this loud, stereo screaming noise. I looked over to see a mom with a stroller and two 8 month-old-babies making as much noise as their little lungs would allow.
They screamed together, and then separately, as though they were answering each other.
Red-faced, tears streaming, arms waving, bellies swelling screams. I know you’ve all seen it.
I walked over and gently talked to them. Baby #1 immediately stopped to look at me, checking me, and glancing to Mom for reassurance.
Baby #2 was having none of it. She kept up the pace, but with #1 quiet Mom was able to quickly soothe her.
I stayed a few minutes and chatted to both babies and Mom. As I turned to go, I smiled and told the babies how good they were and told Mom I bet she was tired, but I could see how lucky she was too.
She smiled, got misty-eyed, and said thanks.
I said thanks to her too for letting me enjoy her babies.
As I walked away, Dad came walking back and I heard Mom say “it’s so nice when someone will stop to talk to them even when they are crying”.
Off to my flight.