Back safely in FL. Pretty eventful final flight - 2 poops and 3 breast feedings with crying in between. We were seated in the very last row at the back of the airplane (I had the window with the baby on my lap and my fiance had the middle seat) how about the guy on the aisle made a big deal and asked to be moved - before the plane even took off. Oh wells, we had the row to ourselves! He only moved directly across the aisle and heard all of her lovely crying anyway. Jerk.