Flying High

While waiting for our now late flight, I kept saying, “Com’on pre boarding with small children,” thinking that would make it happen. Azul decided to repeat it with me and was loudly saying, “Now aborting small children!” Over and over. The more he said it the more I laughed and the more I laughed the more he said it. It’s a vicious circle. Com’on plane, people are starting to stare!

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