By Sunday, we were all pretty exhausted. Jonah fell asleep during Mass at the St. Louis cathedral, slept through a beignet brunch at Cafe Du Monde and took another nap with Grandpa while we ran out for lunch before heading for home. I suppose he had enough excitement for a while, so sleep won out over seeing the sights!
We were settling into our seats on the return flight when we heard: "Jooooonaaaah!!!" I looked up, expecting someone from the wedding, and saw Jonah's friends from the plane down to New Orleans! What a pleasant thing for anyone travelling with an infant to have a baby fan club on board. When Jonah got tired and cranky of sitting in our laps, we took a walk down the aisle and his friends kept Jonah entertained for a good while. Thank you, kind strangers!
