Saturday, October 4, 2008
There is so much to tell about our adventure: with many high points and unfortunately some low ones too. It's hard to know where to even start?
I guess I'll start from the beginning: John and I were concerned about traveling with M. We worried since he bores so easily and always wants to spread out and play- that he would have a difficult time being confined and having to sit still so long- it was a 13 hour trip from door-to-door (not even counting the time change) this included driving to/from airports and a 3 hour layover in Atlanta. We also heard from EVERYBODY (lots of people that fly frequently) that babies this age either sleep the whole time or cry. Of course we were hoping he would sleep (although we doubted it since he doesn't take many long naps) so we feared/ expected the crying option. We were so delightfully surprised that he did NEITHER- he stayed awake nearly the entire trip and had the best time checking out everything and talking to everybody. That boy was NOT going to sleep because he was NOT going to miss A THING! It was a real pleasure! We found that he travels better than his mommy- HEHE! I just had a rough time with the uncomfortable seats and all the walking, etc- but I was entirely over-joyed with the experience!
We were approached by so many people (after all 4 flights) that felt compelled to tell us how "good our baby is" many would go on and on about flights with other babies. Of course we were proud of M.
Cousins, Pops, & the "Dang Dog" haha- that toy drives John and I nuts! Maletch loves that thing- so we don't have the heart to get rid of it.
Friday, October 3, 2008
Everytime John walks by on the way to give Maletch a bath, I always smile when I see that cute little wrinkled bottom go by! Aww, so cute! I'm sure when he gets older he's going to just love that mom had to take a picture. HAHA!
Here are a few fun pics from August:
He loves this thing, cuz he can sit up without the awkward slant from the baby tub- that he was supposed to lay back on. The duck "quacks" several times when you squeeze it's beak! John always sounds it off at the end of his bath.