I don’t like to fly. Something about being that high up, in something with two wings. Just doesn’t seem natural. Especially now that I’m a Mom…
But it will be so worth it to spend 5, kid-free-days, with just Hubby and I, in Mexico.
I half-heartily joked with my husband the other night that I would be bringing a burp cloth with Grant’s spit up on it to keep him with me on the trip.
I seriously thought about it.
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