Triple Threat

What happens when you combine a pink suitcase, an NRA duffel bag, and a three month old?

Apparently, you become the newest threat to national security.

After four passes through the metal detector and having my luggage re-screened, Caleb and I were quarantined in the little glass room in the middle of security at the Atlanta airport, scanned with the hand held metal detector, patted down and questioned about our travel plans and carry on items before being declared safe to fly.

Seriously. My three-month-old son and I got patted down and searched by a TSA employee. You should all feel better knowing the skies are being kept safe from those dangerous stay-at-home-moms and their offspring.