We're on our way to Disneyland. I got to sit next to Tate on the flight. It's only he's second time on an airplane (he was only three the first time so he doesn't really remember it; I remember, because he threw up on me). I loved watching his eyes light up when he looked out of the plane. "I have my own window. And it's so tiny!" He was even more excited when he realized his chair had its own table. (Also tiny!) Throw in the fact that you get a FREE COOKIE and you have a trifecta of awesomeness. It's good to be Tate.