instafriday. {travel and such}

happy instafriday! :)

last friday, i flew solo with choi boy to milwaukee. for the most part, he was a total rockstar and was kept entertained. but, at one point, he found my phone and wanted desperately watch elmo videos, and explain as i may, he just couldn't understand the phrase, "airplane mode."

;)

one of the best parts of our quick weekend in wisconsin was hanging out with family. cb and cousin were reunited and started right back where they left off.

are they not the cutest?

we spent some time at the mall because it was COLD outside. that car and a bunch of other quarter-fed "rides" were the mall's way lame version of a play area.

okay, so it *did* make for some cute snaps. still lame.

we flew home on sunday (with the hubs this time -- holla!) and choi boy made himself comfy watching the "big eh-panes!".


he also burned off some pre-flight energy.

'twas much needed.

the flight home was not as rockstar-y, but we did manage to get some good giggles:


and dear me, frontier airlines, i love you and your warm chocolate chip cookies.

thank you for preventing (an even bigger) in-flight meltdown.

as soon as we got home, this is what cb did.

pantry pilfering.


my inbox hates me.
and the feeling is a tad mutual.

why is it that miniature versions of normal-sized things are so super cute?

and, does anyone else look at these pictures and see four wide-mouthed smiley faces?

i saw this and was very confused.

is anyone else outraged by this confusing message geared toward preschoolers? they are asking the kids to draw their favorite shape in the square when it is very clearly a rectangle!
okay, perhaps "outraged" is a tad mellodramatic.
but, really, the teacher in me is quite disappointed.

cb LOOOVES his hahbee (my dad). and his hahbee adores him.

and it melts my heart.
every. time.

this, on the other hand, does not melt my heart. for i am not a vampire.

sorry, that was a dorky attempt at a segue.
but, really, that was an evil jar of garlic that refused to open. and i bought it to make my life easier.
i *almost* considered smashing the jar, but then realized the kitchen reeking of garlic would not be cool. the hubs came to the rescue. yay! but, i kinda hate that. i am woman; hear me roar scream and swear at a jar!

want to know why cb is smirking?


and giggling?


that would be because this two year-old was shrieking, "eat poo poo! eat pee pee! eat bahng goo! ("fart" in korean, of course)"

really? bathroom humor starts *this* young?!
awe to the some.



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