Every once in a while I get far enough behind in blogging I consider never coming back and then I look at Facebook and remember that I hate it. Davie and I just got back from our first solo flight out west on the 13th (it was midnight so technically the 12th, in my mind if I haven't gone to sleep its still the same day haha). It was busy, fun and successful. And that is about all for now, mostly because I should be in bed.
Instead here are some pictures of Davie "reading" the Skymall magazine on the plane ride home.
This happened with in 2 seconds of setting the open magazine in front of him.
Clearly he was excited. His Grandma Warden would have been in fits of laughter as he grunted and growled at every page and eventually began to spit at them as he got cranky... he's a little too busy for his own skill set (good).
Eventually he had chewed on the pages enough that I had to pick them out of his mouth in little wet shreds. I love how his hands are blurs in these photos.
When we were done I just stuffed the ripped up magazine in the airplane chair pocket (my bag pack was already stuffed full). In the spirit of his grandparents "another airplane trashed". There's more to the story but this will have to do for now.
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