The most exciting part of my Thanksgiving trip was that me and Mommy rode on an airplane! I thought that we were going to drive to Grandma's house but she tricked me!
They kept telling us not to get on the plane yet. So it took a long time to get on. The first time I was a plane I was a baby. I don't remember it. I liked looking out the window and seeing stuff. We were looking for our house but we couldn't see it. I told Mommy that I want to go out and jump on the clouds. She told me that you can't jump on it. You would just fall down. I didn't know that. Clouds are cool.
Daddy and Luci and Grandma picked us up from the other airport. We were so hungry so we ate a restaurant on top of the highway. The cars drive underneath you. That was cool too.
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