Airplane

Posted August 8th, 2006 by Pickyman

Gramma and Baba came over this weekend for Gramma’s Birthday. Since I was my usual restless self, mommy decided to give me some airplane rides. I really get into her airplane rides. I start peddling my legs and stretch my arms out, and it feels like I’m really flying.


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