We flew home yesterday. Dada asked me if my arms were tired. "OF COURSE Dada! I just flew for 4 hours! Wouldn't YOUR arms be tired, too?" Here I am waiting for my flight in Portland. I was bored and I hadn't even started flying yet. I scored my own seat by fussing when everyone was getting on board. No one wanted to sit with me and Mommy. That's how you do it, kiddos!Then I ate an Arrowroot Cookie on the plane.
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