Last month (yes, Mom's WAY behind), we all went on a trip to the beach! That meant flying on airplanes. First we got a snack at the airport.
Then we waited patiently for our turn to get on the plane.

We found a cool place to play, and I had a great time jumping and sliding and running.

But then Dad said it was time to go. Awww, c'mon Dad.
Finally we were on the plane. I happily hung out with Dad,
while Emmeline acted like she'd flown a hundred times before!
At last, we arrived in Florida. Hurrah!