




We spent last weekend with old friends in Ol' Miss. It was The Dude's first air plane ride and he handled most of it all like a champ. Of course, we got stuck in the Detroit airport for a few extra hours late on Sunday night. I heard somewhere that some babies sleep when they get tired; not the dude. He was giggling and having a great time HOURS after his bed time, and up until we boarded the last flight at 11:30pm. When we finally sat down and the plane filled with noisy people, the dude let out a scream so loud and long I didn't think such decibels could be reached by humans. Fortunately, he crashed right after take off, so all in all, I think the trip went as smoothly as it could have. (Does anyone else notice that the dude's nose is turning orange?)








































