I don’t remember my 1st flight I was too little, but let’s get things straight I hate flying. Right after Christmas we went up to Philly to hang out with Grandma and Pop-Pop. The flights were terrible we were late on every leg but the trip was pretty good; saw all my friends in Philly. One major problem it is way too cold there for a little Texas boy like me.
Me sitting in my Dad's old rocker
Its too cold for a Texans to be walking around like that!
Ever since my teeth came in Dad thinks I'm a vampire!
That's my Great Mom-Mom
See Pop-Pop this is how it works!
Feed me!
Does it have to be human? Feed me!
Does it have to be Grandma?
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