Because of anticipated winter weather, we decided to head back to San Antonio a day early. This meant we ended up on an evening flight which was something of a concern since our little bundle of joy tends to be more than a little grumpy in the evenings. However despite the time of day and even a slight delay, our child did very well. Once we had boarded the plane, Clara gave her a pre-flight snack after which I placed her on my shoulder to burp. She can usually be counted on to let out a dainty lady-burp when thrown over the shoulder and patted (the baby, not Clara) but for some reason this time she ripped an incredibly loud and percussive belch that could have offended a truck driver. People seated several rows ahead of us turned around to which proudly made known that the source of the echoing eructation was, in fact my daughter.
She made her daddy so very proud.
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