Wandering Along the Path: Right Speech

We just dropped our daughter-in-law and grandson off at the airport to join our son in visiting our older daughter.  My husband circled while I went in with them and helped them check in.  My daughter-in-law had a bag the size of Delaware, heavy beyond belief, a stroller, a carseat, little bags, a backpack, and well, the baby, at around 28 pounds.  I pushed the stroller with my grandson and dragged the big bag on wheels.  First that bag was overweight and the agent wanted to charge $70 over it.  Then the carseat had to be moved to the upright position to fit in the plastic bag.  Then he suggested she check the stroller at the gate.  She has PSA Precheck, but it didn't show up on her ticket, so that took ten minutes.  Then the carseat had to be wrapped.  at this point he finally relented and waved the $70.  After 20 minutes checking in we were off towards security, with me pushing the stroller and she juggling everything else.  I hugged them at the line and hurried out, to have my husband grumble about waiting for me so long.  Then he preceded to complain the rest of the way back, about various things, none of them interesting or worth hearing, and now I am out in my studio to have a respite from him.  What a grump!  Yesterday my daughter was grumpy, but she has a reason.  She's uncomfortable with a big baby load, and today's her due date and no labor.  She's tired and miserable and ready to roll.  My husband, well, he has no excuse.