Wings

Tomorrow, Helena will take her first trip on an airplane. She's not excited either, don't be fooled by her happy-go-lucky appearance above.

I am already keenly aware of subsequent blog entries revolving around this adventure; being harassed by the TSA for having too much baby food, sitting behind an I-don't-cover-my-mouth-when-I-cough-and-sneeze kind of passenger, and of course Helena's ear piercing musical offerings for the cabin and crew. This better be the best turkey I have ever eaten.