But for now, I can just watch while Noah and Oliver get to sit in the cockpit and pretend to be pilots.
We went out to the aerodrome this morning to check out the planes. Grandad had already been flying, but he let the boys sit up the front, with their headphones on.
I watched from Mum's arms as they pushed the controls back and forth, over and over again. It was a great photo opportunity, but I don't think they'd want to be flying like that for real!
We had lunch at Grandma and Grandad's and then came home for a sleep. I was meant to have a long, long sleep to make up for a late night last night. But I must have missed that memo.
Then we went back to Grandma and Grandad's for dinner and got to see everyone again. Uncle Michael is visiting too, so there are lots of people to give me cuddles!
Mum brought along my cool little baby sleeping tent that Paige gave us. She forgot my wrap, though, so that put an end to any thoughts that I might sleep in it. But I loved lying in it and staring up at the spots on the top.
And a cool little baby sleeping tent, we discovered, provides excellent protection from errant balls, as they're kicked and tossed by little boys.
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