I am so excited to take you places. Oprah just took her audience to Australia. I want us to take you to Australia. I’m excited to see you play on the beach. I want to take you to the beach. I want to take you swimming. I’m excited to see you smile when you see shells and fish. To see the delight on your face when the waves crash on the shore. And if you hate it, that’s okay, too. We can go to Paris. We can go to Ghana. We can go to St. Maarten. We can go to Chicago and Disney World.

Daddy and I like to travel, and we’re excited to resume our schedule of going to fun beaches. Daddy loves historical places, so maybe we’ll take you to Greece next spring.

On a side note- you like to laugh. When we do something silly or unexpected, like make your orange square toy dance and zoom around, you crack up. I love it. It’s late. You should go to bed.


Traveling Baby

My kid is a traveler. Husband and I are travelers. We rang in 2009 on a rooftop in Egypt looking at the pyramids. We spent a Valentine’s Day in Paris. We were supposed to spend last spring break in Italy, but when you can’t drink chianti ’cause you’re pregnant, what’s the point of going?

Baby boy has been to Atlanta, San Diego and Arizona. He took his first flight at three months. We took a TON of stuff. 3 outfits on the plane, plenty of blankets, cloths and diapers. We brought stroller, carseat, carry-ons, etc. It was overkill, but I’m glad we did it. He pooped through an outfit, then peed out of one and we were thrilled not to carry a naked boy off the plane. We nursed going up and down to avoid ear troubles and he was good. He slept a bunch and even when he fussed, it wasn’t loudly.

Second at six months and third at 7 months. I flew with him by myself to San Diego. That was the trip I was most nervous about. He’s a good little flyer. He eats, plays, laughs and sleeps on the plane. Luckily, going to SD the plane was newer and there was a changing table in the bathroom. This was a lifesaver. The flight attendants have always been very nice and helpful. The flight to Cali was loooong. Four hours into the six hour flight I was feeling pretty done. Luckily, when we were don changing his diaper, the baby charmed the flight attendants. They waned to hold and play with him, which was a nice break from the monotony.

We landed at LAX for a short layover then flew 20 minutes to San Diego. The flight to Arizona was also pretty simple. He plays. He smiles. I put him in cute outfits so people are more inclined to be friendly. The last trip we also learned that in each row, there are four oxygen masks that drop down in case there is a baby in that row. See now? You learned something.

Next year I don’t think I want to fly places. Or take long car rides. I’m thinking we stay around home. He’s had his first big holidays, so maybe we are low-key next year and start our own traditions. Not worrying about schedules or flight times would be handy. Plus, he’s getting so big, we’d want to buy him his own seat. That’s muy expensive. And when he’s walking, being cramped in for 4+ hours will be a lot less fun. What do other people do around holiday time?

Ahhhhh! New Year?!

I cannot believe it is 2011. I’m still behind on blog posts! I have one from November, and I need to write about Christmas and one about traveling with the baby, and one about going back  to work. Life is hectic, but sweet. Sometimes Life is so sweet I just want to bask in its goodness. We had a pretty uneventful New Year’s Eve. We arrived in town around 9pm and came straight home. We started unpacking and opening mail. We ordered dinner and watched CNN with Anderson Cooper and Kathy Griffin. They were hilarious. I feel bad for poor straight-man Anderson. He is so serious. Then we switched to CArson for the New Kids on the Block performance. Win! They did the Right Stuff and that little back and forth leg move. We loved it!

Baby boy fell asleep around 11:30. We toasted in the new year and took some pictures. Vacation was thankfully uneventful. We hung out, saw family and relaxed. My brother came over and so did my nephew. Baby boy also crawled forward for the first time, causing my surprised husband to curse in front of my mother for the first time. (Oh shit!)

We tried more solid foods. My son finds them lame. We did carrots: Messy. He spit them out. My brother chimed in, “Who likes carrots? He’s not gonna eat those. Carrots are gross.”


We tried bananas. The kid acted as if the were poison. He actually gagged. Bananas? Kids LOVE bananas. I mushed them and he refused them. I was more for baby led eating, but my mom and husband were afraid he’d choke, so I used a spoon with the bananas. Still no go, but cleaner than the carrots. After to carrots we had to give him a bath. This was my fault, I guess, because I let his feed himself using his hands. Oh well.

We tried sweet potato. Come on? It’s delicious and packed full of vitamins. I even moxed it with milk so he’d be used to the taste. Still nothing. He gagged just bringing the spoon close to his face. (He loves spoons by themselves, though.) My son is seven months old and doesn’t like solid foods yet. We’ll try again next week.