Turkey Trip

You know how sometimes you come back from a vacation and you are more tired than when you left?

Well I need another vacation.

This past week was so awesome, I don't even know where to begin. Well, I guess I can begin at 3:45 a.m. on Wednesday, when Mommy woke me up to kick this whole thing off. We had to get up early so we could get to the airport for our 5 a.m. flight. I don't know why they had to leave so early. It's not like many people were there.

Anyway, this was my first time on a plane so I was really excited. Basically, it is like a big car, except a bunch of other people there to smile at and you don't have to sit in you carseat. Then when you start driving really fast (even faster than Mommy) and then you go up in the sky. Pretty cool.

I made it all the way without crying, which made Mommy, Daddy and everybody else on the plane happy.

Grandpa picked us up at the airport and took us to his house, where they had a pack-n-play, formula, diapers and all kinds of stuff for me. A few toys and books too.

Other thing they had there was a doggie. Her name was Sadie and she was super nice. She didn't even care when I grabbed her fur.

I met a WHOLE lot of people too. Basically all of Mommy's family (which, I guess, is my family too). I also got a new Great Grandma and a new Great Great Aunt Nancy. As their names imply, they were both great.

I also got to meet some friends, including a little guy named Doyle. His mommy and my mommy were friends in school. He seemed really nice, but his bedroom was painted Notre Dame colors. I don't know why Doyle's mommy and daddy would do that. I think it would have been better in Black and Gold.

The big event of the weekend, though, was Cousin Nicole's wedding. I wore a pretty blue dress, and got to take a bath in the sink. Only problem was I kinda had to go while we were bathing, so I dropped a little brown tugboat in the sink. Luckily, Grandma and Grandpa thought it was funny.

The wedding was awesome. Cousin Nicole was very pretty. I wasn't so sure about the ceremony (I kept getting shushed), and Daddy took me to the back before it was even over. Afterwards, though, they threw a heck of a party and I got to dance with Daddy.

The next day, it was back to the airport for the trip home. We had a lot more time at the airport on the way home, so Mommy and Daddy just let me roam around. Only hiccup on the ride home was a dirty diaper on the plane. Daddy had to try and change me in the airplane bathroom, and they don't have much room there. It was an experience. I would have gone before we got on the plane, but I have heard some very disturbing stories about the Minneapolis Airport bathrooms.