Well, I've scored the best babysitting gig ever. My brother and SIL are going to his college reunion, so me and the Little Guy flew back to Charleston to watch the kiddos while they are away.
This aunt is pretty dang excited to be with all her kiddos.
I've gotta be honest with you though- (prepare yourself cause this is gonna be a real shocker) flying with a toddler is just not as fun as flying without one.
I know I can't complain, because flying with a toddler is WAY easier than flying with two toddlers. Or a toddler and a couple other littles. Or, (insert a wince here) a toddler and a baby.
This is how we entertained ourselves:
Yup. That's about all the fun I can muster up at 6am.
Fortunately, that's about all the fun my man can handle at 6am.
Yeah- we share DNA.
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