last morning reading 'the little red caboose' with gramma


brenny cried and bawled probably half the time. =(
he was sooo tired, but not sleeping during the flight.
the woman who sat in front of him kept turning around to throw me dirty looks--i just wanted to say, 'what?! you think i don't know?! it doesn't help for you to agitate me even more!!!' but i didn't...
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