Hard to tell, but that’s the little butterbean sitting on my lap the first morning that I arrived in Louisiana. It was a trip of epic proportions involving everything from boudin balls to pink eye to an extra day in the BR courtesy of Delta and its faulty plane parts.
Alls I can say is that I love my Louisiana family, and this one’s going to take more than one post. Oh, and I’ll also throw this out there: Asher is the world’s raddest airplane baby of all time. As far as he can tell, airplanes are just noisy cabins where you wave at all your new friends and delight in the constant stream of snacks that your parents are forcing on offering you. What a guy. More to come on that and our adventures…
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Yay! Glad it all went well!
I can just picture that lil’ butterbean waving. That’s all good…but faulty plane parts. Yii! That’s scary.