Air Vent: First Class? And baby meets floor...

While working in a recent first class cabin full of unlikely upgrades, I stumbled upon a situation that I would like to think is odd.  Midway through the meal service I was refilling wine for a very nice couple with thick accents, when I recalled them holding a baby earlier in the flight.  Wheels started turning in my head...was there a nanny sitting in coach?   I hadn't seen them talking to anyone else on the plane.  Was it under a blanket on their laps?  Being a mother myself, curiosity got the best of me.  Before I knew it, the words "where is your baby?" had slipped out of my mouth.  "Down there", the woman replied, as confident and assured as anyone would answer had I asked where their foot was.  Down there, as it turned out, was on the floor under her seat covered in coats and surrounded by bags!  That poor baby was getting cozy with carpet that has probably never seen a vacuum run by electricity, and has played host to countless nasty, smelly feet over the years... and they had their tray tables out, just enjoying their dinner.  My response..."of course...of course it is".