
So we dared to take Owen on his first plane trip. We went to Virginia for Foxcroft's reunion weekend. It's not my reunion year, but I missed mine because Owen was just a few months old at the time. We decided to go and hang out, but mostly we did stuff in D.C. that we thought Owen would like. The trip out there was miserable. We thought we were so prepared (movies, games, snacks), but Owen was

not happy being on our laps for three hours. He wanted to run around. Thankfully we had the nicest woman sitting next to us who let him sit in her lap, look outside, and even read a book to him. But it was still awful. Luckily the ride back was only half full, and he got his own seat. He slept for an hour and a half, and things were just peachy! We had a great time overall and are looking forward to going back for my 20 year reunion in three years (eek... that makes me feel old).
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