"...to Grandmother's house we go."
And to Gigi and Grand-Dadder's house we went!
Mason was a champ for all 4 flights. He stayed true to his charming ways, flirting with people on the plane and eliciting many ohhhs and awwws in the airport as we strutted along in our fancy new Pikkolo carrier. (which by the way was a lifesaver for Mommy traveling alone with an infant)
Although technically this was our 2nd flight, Mason had a souvenir First Flight Certificate presented to him. It was so kind of the attendant to take note and make sure he received one.
Once we arrived in Oklahoma, Mason adored all of the attention. He seemed to soak up being in the limelight.
Grand-Dadder enjoyed showing Mason the joys of Ebay.
And of course Gigi spoiled him rotten, holding him and playing with him every chance she got.
I'd say we had one happy little boy on our hands!
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