ETA: This is a really funky picture I inadvertently took of the reflection of my IL's living room while trying to take a picture of the snow. It's surprisingly interesting, at least to me.
Howdy folks. I have been sick with a head cold ever since we got back from CO. The night we got back, we went to bed at 8; the next night, I was groggy all day and went to bed at 5PM and didn't get up until 5AM the next day. I'm still not at my finest, but I can blog. We made all our flights with no problems other than ordinary, moderate (half-hour or so) delays, so we have no horror stories of DIA.
A is a good traveler, or so we think without any means of comparison. The people in our shuttle van to the airport wanted to cry when they saw us coming with our gazillion bags of stuff and a baby. A was fine in the airport (even when some of the TSA people in SD were unfriendly and rude), getting his usual amount of admiring glances from those seeing baby strapped onto C with the Bjorn. I would personally like to thank the woman who put her baby through the X-ray machine for now making it a requirement that all car seats are turned over with cushion face-down on the disgusting conveyor belt, even when you can brandish the baby at the TSA authorities and say, "There's no baby in the seat. See?"
A was fine on the plane. We had a moment of panic when we had to strap him in before the plane started moving and he began screaming. But once the plane started moving--a minute later, although it felt like an hour to us--he settled down and was asleep for take-off. I had to wake him up to feed him half an hour before descent, then he laughed the whole way down.
Our rental car was there as promised. The Hertz Gold Club #1 service where they let you off the bus first and you walk to your car, bypassing the counter and the line inside, is fabulous. When you come back, they scan your license plate, send you to the front of the line, and greet you by name. Lovely, especially with the boy and his stuff in fresh snow and slush.
It feels like we didn't get to spend enough time visiting (I'm looking at you, Mr. and Mrs. Bump) and that we need another week off to recover from traveling. But many people who hadn't met A got to meet A, which is good, and he got lots of quality time with his grandparents, which is great. Fun fact: if the grandparents are keeping the same hours as the baby, you can hand the baby off to the grandparents for early-morning quality time while you go back to sleep until your internal body clock says the kid needs fed or until you actually get enough sleep. I haven't seen C that well-rested in months. Five months, to be exact.
We also finally got to meet our niece, who is absolutely adorable. Our nephew was expecting A to be almost-three, but they did seem to hit it off.
A is now demanding attention, but I'll just note the one baby-worthy thing on animals, since we've had a lot of animal contact. Niles the fluffy white cat was so glad to see us back that he tolerated A grabbing a handful of fur. He's now allowing me to move A's hand over his head and back. Even cautious Jake has succumbed to being petted by A (while guided by me). They seem okay with him, even when A wriggled quick and grabbed Jake's ear tightly in his little fist. Those ears are pretty tempting. Yesterday at Trader Joe's, we met a Bernese Mountain Dog who loves babies. This dog immediately turned his attention from all the other people and sniffed at A, licked my hand, sat directly in front of A and stared peacefully at him. Sweet puppy!
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