First Plane Ride

We lost a dear loved one, my uncle Woody on March 20th after a long and courageous battle with cancer. We flew to St. Louis for his funeral and thus Charlie experienced his first plane ride. He did really well on the flight...no crying or screaming at all. In fact, on the ride home, another passenger commented that he was "such a good little girl". Poppy says Charlie was mistaken for a girl because he is so pretty and I agree! These pictures were from the ride home and the picture quality is pretty poor. We were so tired after waking up at 4:30 am for the flight.

We'll miss you Woody..................