Whew! What a trip!

Franklin did so well on the plane! Of course, he didn't appreciate the whole plane safety routine during take-off and landing (I had to hold him close in the "burping position") but all in all it was a fun time.

As for the visit itself, it was good. Franklin had not seen D's parents since he was baptized in April. He is radically different now. Nevermind the mobility part of it, he has become a little tape recorder. He has been trying to repeat everything we say.

He has also, I should add, become a little bit of a drama queen. He seems to want to be so independent these days.
D and I have started to try to give him more autonomy (in a limited sense), such as let him pick out his own clothes and choose his dinner, but there are times when it feels like he's making a big deal out of nothing.

I shut the door before he wants me to, he screams. I don't let him play with a dangerous object, his world has ended.

The unfortunate part of this whole behaviour is that I find it hilarious. It is hard not to laugh while he's crying his sweet little eyes out over an empty sippy-cup that I'm not filling up fast enough.

I'm a horrible Mom, I tell ya.