Seattle Baby

So off to Seattle we went, Felix and I. Just Felix and I. I woke up the morning of the flight totally sick to my stomach. I wanted to puke. I was so nervous about flying with that boy. He was great in the airport. He loved laying in the seat next to me while we waited and just played. Then we got on the plane...and he started screaming bloody murder. He was hungry. Right then he was hungry. I was so frazzled I could not get the top on the bottle. There was a grandmotherly lady next to me. She told me to give him to her and she rocked him and I was able to get a bottle ready and she fed him and got him to sleep and then I could relax. The rest went smoothly.

Keri had a present for Felix when we got there. It was a grover doll. She was all worried that we already had a bunch and it was a dumb gift, but I have never heard Kyle so excited...and I'm worried that though Kyle has three of his own, Felix still won't get this one to himself--see why I worry:

I texted a picture of Felix to Kyle the second to last day and Kyle texted back: "He's even FATTER"--this picture captures that well:

It was so weird because I didn't notice any change, but everyone talked about how much bigger and chubbier he'd gotten in the week we were gone.

Keri'll probably kill me for posting this picture, but I thought it was funny. Keri says she didn't know she was in the picture, but that's quite the face...

Taryn and Erik LOVED Felix. Taryn said he wasn't better than the Cricut Kass brought them on her trip, but Erik did.

Erik was quite obsessed with him. Felix hardly got a spare moment to himself. Erik even climbed under Felix's gym and would lay with him and play with the dangling toys. And he thought everything Felix did was hilarious and fascinating.

We went to Seattle on Wednesday. It was quite the day out. Everything is so much more exhausting with a baby. Especially a baby who doesn't like the carrier and demands to be carried so that he can see everything in front of us. We went to the Space Needle. They give out free photos now...aren't they just the best quality?

It was CRAZY windy. So windy that it woke up my very sleepy baby. And made me look REALLY pretty.

But inside was relaxing and nice. And Felix enjoyed his bottle. Vic wanted to meet us for dinner, but what you see here is the last of Felix's food. Which meant we had to rush home...everything's so much more complicated with a baby. But he's so great it's okay.

Thursday night Vic made us a fancy meal. It looked so gourmet I had to photograph it. It was yummy too and even healthy!

But after dinner there was a disaster. Taryn came down and asked why her door was closed and locked and Keri told her because she was worried Erik was getting into her stuff. Then Taryn informed us that both keys to her room were IN her room. After a lot of problem solving and attempts to pick the lock, Vic just had to cut a hole in the door to reach in and open it.

Erik gave us each something to remember him by. I got a Charlie Brown Silly Band. Felix got a bulldog tattoo and Kyle got a picture of a raccoon. Kyle's got left at Keri's though...

Friday Jer texted and asked us to come to his house at 7ish for his birthday party, or whenever I got home--since my flight got in at 6. We agreed to come over for a quick cake and ice cream. So on our way to Wendy's from the airport Wendy calls us and asks how close we are and if we just want to meet them at NickelCity. That was quite the surprise to us. But to NickelCity we went. Felix must've been exhausted, but he was very happy and very good and just ate his hands up during the party. And though it was quite tiring, especially since the most fun games take a lot of energy, it was fun to go to Jer's party. But I was very excited to get home and go to bed after it was all over and to finally be home after our long trip. And I also can't wait to go back.