(I have things to say about my grandmother, but I am not ready to deal with them yet. Later.)
Something that kind of got lost in the shuffle was that this was Kai’s first road trip. And I think he dealt with it beautifully. Certainly better than Anya on her first trip.
|He was quite the hugabug, as you can see.|
He slept the whole way up, only waking when we stopped. His appetite was amazing; I’d brought pouch foods for convenience, though he’d never had them and isn’t that big of a solids eater, because he tends to get jealous if we’re eating and he’s not. Kiddo chowed down; he went through almost everything I brought! Which is good, because without my usual galactagogue ritual, I was a little low on milk.
|Where’s my plate?|
He also dealt well with being fawned over and held by strangers. He can be a little shy, but so long as I stayed close, he went to whoever wanted to hold him. Nor did he cry during the funeral; he started babbling just as the preacher started talking, but that was just to let me know he wanted to go upstairs to nurse and nap.
|It was kind of a common theme.|
After the funeral, we took the kids to the park; it was a beautiful fall day. Anya got to run some of her wiggles off, Mom caught up with an old friend, and I got to introduce Kai to one of my favorite places to play as a kid.
|He’s not sure about the merry-go-round.|
I thought the hotel room would be an issue, with its lack of babyproofing, Netflix, and a bathtub, but he seemed to enjoy the stay.
|He really enjoyed bathing in the sink!|
He didn’t think much of the couch, apparently; he spit up on that thing three times in the first half-hour we were there. Luckily, it doesn’t appear to have caused lasting damage.
Dear Hampton Inn: There is something about your couch that makes my son puke. My apologies. It looks like a perfectly nice couch to me.
— Nicole (@nmb74) October 20, 2015
//platform.twitter.com/widgets.js The only part of the trip that was unpleasant for him, in fact, was the drive home; he was having teething pains and wanted to be held, which of course was not possible. But even then, the fussing was not unbearable; he would cry softly for a bit, then nod off until the next stop.
|Obviously he enjoyed the stops themselves.|
R remarked when we got home that it had been a really good trip. And it was. The circumstances were not ideal, but we had a nice visit, great weather, good food, and a lot of fun. Not bad at all for Kai’s first trip. I hope the rest of them go this well!