On Thursday night, E and I flew to Florida to visit GG (Grandma Gale) and catch up with D.
Flying with a one year old alone is insane. Check a bag when attempting this. Elliot was actually very good and slept most of the way, but it was still exhausting.
The rest of the weekend was low key.
It involved the following things: a pineapple pina colada, drinking out of big girl cups, carrying a purse, and climbing lots of stairs. E also practiced her tricks (saying “ay yai yai” and fake coughing).
Ay yai yai.