Momma, I'm coming home....

So...here we are again, on another plane....well, at least I don't get air sickness....well, not yet anyway. So, as usual, I'm board and dad is trying work...or at least that's what he keeps on telling mom and me.

So, as dad types and reads away, I do my best to get his attention. First I wave frantically, which he ignores. Then I gnaw on the seat and growl at him...that does the trick! Nothing gets a germ-phobe parent's attention then licking an airline seat; I just had to get his attention with a little growl!

So, here we are....somewhere over the central US and dad and I are enjoying reading the most recent Newsweek. Well, actually, truth be told, dad's trying to read it to me, but I just love the sound of my feet slapping the page he's reading over and over again. So, actually he's not really getting anything read, but I'm loving my new game!