And she’s home!
Walking to the car at Logan:
“Grace, where did you sit in the plane?”
“Well, I was in the second row until the flight attendant moved me to the front row.”
“Oh, I see. I like the front row.”
“Yes, mum. The very front row. She moved me during the part where they show you how to get your mask from the ceiling. You know that part.”
So nonchalant!
She’s now in full-blown, exhaustion, tantrumming mode. But that’s a small price to pay for a trip she’ll remember forever.
Thank you, Hadley, John, Charlotte, and Jack!