We went on the airplane again a few days ago. I knew something was up when Mom got me up shortly after I went to bed and put me in the car with my jammies on. I really like being up in the middle of the night so I was excited. Mom doesn't and she kept telling me to go back to sleep.
We went back to Texas and once again, we stayed in a fun house with cool new stuff. Mom said it was Miss Anna's house when we came and Mrs. Anna's house when we left. I spent lots of time with Dad while Mom was busy with wedding stuff. I wore fancy clothes and played with some older girls who thought I was cute and funny (do they have to be not more than five, Uncle Mark, or is just me that has to watch out after five?)
Being sick on an airplane is no fun and my ears really hurt on the way home. I didn't know what to do and I cried a lot. Dad thinks we should drive next time and Mom says we are definitely done traveling for awhile.
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