Memories are made of this. . . .

Yesterday I took off for Fredericton with Mommy and Daddy in tow. We got up at 4:00 AM, and, as they say in Texas, I was bright eyed and bushy-tailed. In contrast, my MaMa looked like she needed a Starbucks and my DaDa obviously needed a half time talk; all of this was before we got to the airport. You should have seem them at the check in, wrestling with the luggage and passports. I, on the other hand, roamed the area, maneuvering my little pink car on a highway of travelers pulling boxes on wheels. My Gramma said I did a very good job. Now she is home looking at the videos that will keep her happy until she comes to visit us in September.

Yeah Team Jeffrey!