It's the final few hours of our weeklong trip to Mallorca with Adam, Sabina and Celestine, visiting Donna, Ella and Simon. We are packing up for our 9pm flight (which we pray won't be disrupted by the volcano in Iceland.)
Parker is very excited to go to the airport and has been busy gathering what he needs. He's placed all his sand toys in his clear backpack, put on his crocs and gathered his horse balloon that he named Blaze. He comes over to me holding the spoon Blaze is tethered to, wearing his backpack, his crocs and nothing else. He tugs me on my leg and says:
"Mama I be ready go to the airport now."
I look him up and down. "Hmmm. Parker don't you think you might be forgetting something."
"Oh yeah!" he lights up. "I need my bunny!"
Right. That's just what I was thinking.
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