For Ivy’s first Christmas, she put on her new red outfit and headed north to Arkansas. It was her first trip on an airplane, but she did just fine with very little crying or fussing. She was immediately swooped up by female relatives at my Mom’s house and we saw very little of her after that. She got lot of attention and several Christmas gifts. Then on Christmas Day, she hopped on another plane and headed west to California…
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