This was the day we left Denver from the family reunion. We had a 6am flight so I was up at 3 and had to wake this tired little guy up around 4:00.
I spent over an hour walking him around the airport, he was just so grumpy. As you can see here he was just trying to shut it all out. I should have remembered that a short night plus traveling (that morning it was a car trip, shuttle bus (very bumpy!), and train trip in the airport) is not a good mix for him. 5 minutes before boarding the plane he threw up all over me. Missed himself, I think my shirt caught it all. Of course, nothing I could do but get on the plane, no time to clean up, no clean shirt to change into. My fellow passenger was not thrilled I could tell even though she tried to act nice!
A little cartoons makes everything better.
Dora rocks!
The best $5 I ever spent!
Maybe still a little queasy? Poor guy. He did just fine on the trip home though, once he got all the ickies out of his system.
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