...what Alice was like before she learned to say "Aubrey" and "Ella." Their names are her mantra, as if asking so fervently will simply plop her back into Utah in the heart of cousin country. When she's upset or crying, she sobs "Ah-bee-Ella house" and sometimes she throws in "baby atty too" for good measure. She says it so much that she even plays with the sounds, sticking out her tongue really far to get just the right "L" sound in Ella's name. She called me "Mommy-Ella" this morning. And sometimes her "Daddy" sounds a lot like "Ah-bee." She cries for grandma and grandpa, too. We try to explain that all these wonderful people live in Utah ("doo-dah?") and we live in Illinois ("noi?") with a bunch of other wonderful people. She just asks to go to "doo-dah" again.
I didn't take ANY pictures on this trip. Don't know why, exactly. Wasn't a conscious effort, so it didn't happen. The flights were much more enjoyable than anticipated. I highly recommend using a car seat if at all possible. Containment is 90% of the battle :)
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