Leaving on a jet plane...

You're just going to have to do without me for a little while. My mom is taking me on a fabulous, all expenses paid vacation to Grandma and Grandpa Huffman's house in Texas. But before that, we are flying to Seattle to see my Uncle John and Aunt Shelly. Not to mention the lovely cousin Lucy. I have promised my worried mother that I will behave on the plane, but she doesn't look reassured. Apparently I have a temper, and I get bored sitting in one spot. (I didn't know this about myself.) She says a 5 hour plane ride is like 17 hours in baby time. Really, I think she underestimates the power that these sweet cherub-like cheeks will have over the most disgruntled of seat mates.

I may only be 4 months old, but this traveling thing isn't new to me. I've already been in 7 states! Two more will be a piece of cake!
Bon Voyage!
Jack