In the last 2 weeks, Elliott, all on his own, has figured out airplanes. When we are outside and one passes overhead he stops, points to the sky, and says "arpane". All this happens while he has the most excited cheesy grin on his face.
We Griswalds are headed to the Magic Kingdom today. The last time we traveled with my parents, our family truckster died. Let's all hope that doesn't happen to the arpane.
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