A Weekend Away
We had some appointments up north, so we decided to make a family weekend trip out of it. This was a memorable trip for several ways, but the first was that it was Gabe's first time in his own seat on the airplane. He was super excited about this and kept saying "Goin airplane. Goin venture!"
The flight attendants weren't sure that he was big enough for his own seat, but he is actually 2 now, no matter how tiny he is.
We went out to visit some of Pat's high school friends and we got to go ice fishing and snowmachining on the lake.
Gabe was terrified of the snow machine. He was all excited about it, but as soon as we got on he started sobbing "owie snowmachine!" Even now, four days later, he's still talking about "owie snowmachine", although now he adds that the snowmachine "scare me" and "don't like it."
Gabe decided that this was a "little bug." Sure kid.
And just like that, we were headed home.
The flight attendants weren't sure that he was big enough for his own seat, but he is actually 2 now, no matter how tiny he is.
We stayed with Uncle Tim, who Gabe kept calling Gramps. I don't think he minded at all...
We went out to visit some of Pat's high school friends and we got to go ice fishing and snowmachining on the lake.
Gabe was terrified of the snow machine. He was all excited about it, but as soon as we got on he started sobbing "owie snowmachine!" Even now, four days later, he's still talking about "owie snowmachine", although now he adds that the snowmachine "scare me" and "don't like it."
On Sunday we hit up the museum.
Gabe decided that this was a "little bug." Sure kid.
And just like that, we were headed home.
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