The Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day!

This morning Mom woke me up before it was even light. Then she made me get dressed in my Tigger overalls. I HATE my Tigger overalls. Then we got in Dad's truck and I couldn't even see out the windows because it was still dark. Doesn't everyone know I get sick when I can't see out the windows? Then we stopped for breakfast and Em got the pancake part of the McGriddle, while all I got was the sausage. I like sausage, but I wanted the pancake, too. It's going to be a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day!

Then Mom got me out of the truck and put me in a stroller. I hate being in the stroller. I can't see anything, and there's nothing to do. We stood in line for a long time. Then mom got me out of the stroller, took my shoes off, walked through a short tunnel, and put me back in the stroller again! It's going to be a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day. I can tell.

Then we got on an airplane. It was too small. I couldn't even stretch my legs out on Mom's lap. Em got her own seat, and she didn't even like it. I tried to tell mom I wanted to switch with Em but she wouldn't listen. Then Em got to listen to the good music, and I had to listen to the man in front of us as he snored. When the flight attendant brought us drinks she wouldn't put my juice in my cup, and mom spilled half of it while she was trying to fix it. Then the flight attendant wouldn't smile at me when I was playing peek-a-boo with her. Em got peanuts, and all I got was ginger cookies. I hate ginger cookies. It's going to be a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day!

Then we got off the plane and I was excited because I thought we were at Gamma's house. But then we got on another plane, and I thought, "I'm going to Australia."

The second plane was worse then the first one. I got stuck on mom's lap again. Em got mad because she wanted to get out of her seat and mom wouldn't let her. I had to listen to Em cry. The flight attendant was nice, but she wouldn't let me have peanuts. Then she took my cup and my napkin before I was done playing with them. Mom changed my diaper in the bathroom and when I tried to sit up I hit my head. I can tell, this is going to be a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day!

When we got off the plane, Gamma wasn't there. Grampa was. We got lunch, but only after we drove around for a long time. Then I had to eat spaghetti. I like spaghetti, but I don't eat it very well, and I wanted to show off for Grampa. Em got more than I did, and she didn't even eat it all! Are we in Australia?

Then we went to find Gamma. I fell asleep in the car, even though I tried to stay awake. Em fell asleep, too, and when Mom woke her up she cried again. Gamma's house smells funny. It looks funny. She doesn't have the right toys. Everyone keeps touching me and holding me. I just want my Momma. This is definitely a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day. I'm going to sleep now. Good night.

Plane ride 8/12/2009 from Pittsburgh, PA to Des Moines, IA with layover in Memphis TN (go figure!)