Here are a couple Timehops.
First up, when we flew to Denver last week I was reminded how easy it is to fly with an almost 8-year-old. Three years ago I flew with a 1.5-year-old and it wasn't that fun.
Speaking of that 1.5-year-old, she is now 4 and just as cute when she is hanging out in a bed. It was easier to contain her back then, however...
Time for bath time and then more snuggles.
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