"Mommy, can I fold the stroller?" the child's voice asked loudly.
Recognizing the voice from the little boy in the bathroom, the dark-haired man stepped to the side of the line to get a view of the blonde in her fitted jeans and sleeveless blouse. It couldn't be easy flying with six kids by yourself, he thought. As he moved to offer assistance, he paused and watched her work with practiced ease.
She unbuckled the twins and lifted them out of the stroller. Each twin grabbed one of the hands of their eldest brother. She gently placed the sleeping baby in the arms of her eldest daughter and handed the baby bag to the pre-schooler. The woman made quick work of the stroller and handed it to the waiting stewardess for storage.
While she retrieved the baby from her daughter and took the baby bag from Tommy, one of the twins let go of Eric's hand and went to hold their eldest sister's hand. Tommy took hold of Eric's now free hand. They fell in line and boarded the plane.
He was amazed at her efficiency and quickness; he needed someone like that to work for him. He smiled to himself and got back in line.