Sunday was Zoe's first flight up in a little plane with Daddy the pilot. It was, mostly, a success.

"Pancakes are the best pre-flight finger food"

"Dude, my dad is a pilot!"

"Check out my very own groovy headset!"

"Okay, now I'm bored. Please provide a high level treat such as a super sugary apple flavored cereal bar. Thank you very much, Mother Dear." (HAH)

"I'm the pilot now" (On the ground, of course.)

"Even tiny airports with only a few rows of seats are cause for total system overload."
(Not pictured: tantrum when told we couldn't get out right now, in MIDAIR.)
3 comments:
Getting out in midair... I love dealing with toddler logic.
So cute! And, that is AWESOME!
OMG, flying with a toddler when you're driving the plane! WOW!
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