After three weeks with John Luke
and Yo yo (hobby horse by moi),
I had no trouble sleeping on the plane.
I was dreaming that Kevin called, but the line got disconnected. I was trying to call him back, but my the phone was so wet that my fingers kept slipping off of the keys. I woke up over Kansas with drool spilling out of my mouth, running down my chin, making a long string to my chest where a large patch of my shirt was so wet I could have rung it out. I guess the baby taught me a thing or two rather than vice versa. Downside: I slept through the beverage offering which was my only source of sustenance as I had eaten my snacks before boarding. Upside: the guy next to me didn't try to talk to me at all after that nap.
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Hey! I was going to send you an email to thank you for the sweet comment on my post, but then I figured that it's more fun for you to get it in comment form. So, thanks! Also, I love the addition of your photo to your blog! By the way, Willem loves the "Squirt" book you got him. He has added the words, "whoosh, swoosh" to his vocabulary. And that's it for now, I think. Are you recovering from your many many adventures? Such a cute photo of John-Luke, and a very impressive hobby horse. How handy you are.
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