Remember after Christmas, I swore I'd never fly with Tommy again until he's three? Well, since Tom was around to help this time, Tommy went with us on the Oregon trip. Let's just say that on this trip he was either really, really good, or really REALLY horrible. At least he did better flying this time--no screaming, no sippy cups thrown at passengers' heads.
However, the tantrums in Oregon were kicked up a notch. (Sorry Ann--if Gary no longer wants children, we have Tommy to thank! And I don't think Aunt Laura or Cousin Wendy will invite him back in the near future!)
What do you do?! I guess I'll just have to laugh so I don't cry:)
Flight from Phoenix to Portland
Flight from Phoenix to Portland
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