Tonight we leave bound for Florida on the red-eye. Our second
aero-trip with Archer, and longest journey yet. I was scared out of my
mind last year and for no good reason. Archer was great. He loved the
flight and fell asleep with his face pressed against the window,
watching the clouds bend and drift and disappear.
Archer packs his belongings quickly and effortlessly.
I've
been relatively laid back this go round. I went to Target and
spent waaaay too much on airplane toys and doo-dads and distractions in
case Arch decides he doesn't want to sleep. All the good stuff I loved
as a kid. Etch a Sketch. MagnaDoodle. M&Ms. Not to mention
never-before-read books. Tractors. (Archer loves him some John Deere.
Yeehaw!) And DVD's. I even purchased the biggest carry-on bag ever
because there was no effing way I was going to fit my vast assortment
of shit in anything I owned. Check it:
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