D,
In less than 48 hours you, ma, and your dad will be kickin' it in sunny Florida. Right now the forecast for the whole time we are there is high 80's and straight sun. Ahhhhhhhhhhhh. I can't wait to see your little legs (or as we have affectionately nicknamed them, chub and lub) in a swimsuit and shorts. I got you this hilarious little floaty for the pool, and I am hoping that the whole pool thing will just blow your tiny mind....a giant bathtub....I had no idea they came in jumbo size!!! I also bought a super sized tub of sunscreen since you seem to have inherited your Uncle Moochie's coloring. Mostly I am just looking forward to spending some down time with just the 3 of us, something we can never seem to get enough of.
So but here's the thing. You and I are flying down to Florida by ourselves, and your dad is flying in from Texas and meeting us there. Milky, I. am. skeered. We flew alone once before, but you are bigger, and louder now. Please be kind to me. Some day you are going to want a car and I will likely be a very important ally in that quest. Meanwhile, in case you are less than kind I am armed with baby crackers, toys, and bottles. And if worse comes to worse, I guess I will buy a round for all those within earshot of you.
Bon Voyage D, vitamin D here we come!
p.s. Lyndsay Buckingham sings this song? Who knew? Random.
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