We just spend the last four days in Roanoke, VA, with Chad's family, and I learned a few things while I was there....
Babies don't like change...they don't like to sleep someplace new, and you will pay for it the entire trip.
Cam needs a 4-wheeler. Like, yesterday....
Early morning snuggles can make a sleepless night forgotten.
Grandmas never stop being grandmas
When you want something done right, do it yourself... (I FINALLY found one of these swings and asked the mom next to me to take a picture of us. She got the picture, but she missed the memo about the swing, so here's a picture of the swing with nobody on it.)
New playgrounds can make two hours go by in a flash.
Three year olds take up more space in a bed than a grown man.
Holiday outfits never get old and pumpkin butts are totally acceptable on babies.
There's no such thing as too much fried chicken, mashed potatoes, slaw and sweet tea.
Uncle Jim wants another baby.
The entire Scott family wants another baby. (We almost left Louise with them. Almost.)
You're never too old to dress up for Halloween.
Or too young to rock a 4-wheeler
If you're not first, you're losing.
Having your own real-life Buzz Lightyear is the best thing in the world...when you're three.
Bribery is totally ok in order to get your child to say "thank you" after trick-or-treating
You can put a bow with any outfit, but you may end up looking like one of the Three Wise Men.
Overall, it was a great trip. We spent time with family, ate at some of our favorite places (Chick Fil A, Mac and Bob's and The Homeplace), and Chad's family got to meet Louise.
Both kids were great on the plane rides (given their ages). Louise cried a little (like, very little), Cameron wanted to touch everything and kick the seat in front of him, but the iPad, lollipops and a paci (yes, I went to an all-time low and gave him a paci in order to be quiet) kept him in line. Some people were extremely nice to us and some were super rude. Louise did cry quite a bit, as we were waiting to take off from Charlotte around 6 pm (the witching hour...never book a flight during the witching hour!), and this "girl" - she was probably 25 - turned to her boyfriend and said, "That's why we're never having kids." I wanted to say, "You'd probably be a sh*tty mother, so you shouldn't have kids." But I didn't...I just ordered some wine and went on with our trip. (PS Alcohol seems like a great idea until you start getting stressed that your five month old won't stop crying, and you start sweating like a pig. Lesson learned.)
I got a free cocktail on our first leg because when the attendant asked if I wanted a "spirit," she saw the look of desperation when I asked if they only took cash. Thanks, American Airlines!
Louise is still not sleeping on her back, so I lined her car seat with a comfy blanket, plopped it next to our bed and put her in there once she fell asleep. We were awake more than asleep during the night, but that's ok. I'll sleep someday.
Cam slept on his nap mat on the floor, so I'm sure he will be needing back surgery soon.
I think I gained eight pounds while we were there, but it was totally worth it for all of the fried chicken and sweet tea.