Eli was a fabulous traveler. In the past four weeks he slept through five plane rides, slept in countless beds, pack-and-plays, bassinets, couches, cars, and even on a few tables. He even slept his longest stretch ever (7 hours - yippee). He and I both have come back from our travels more laid back and adaptable. He now is content to hang out and play just about anywhere, and has gotten quite dexterous at toy holding and hand eating, which keeps him endlessly entertained. He has acquired a number of baby accouterments - the excer-saucer, pack-and-play, johnny jump-up, and bouncy chair - and although he enjoys them all tremendously, a blanket with some toys and an adoring adult will do just fine. This is a wonderful change, for a boy who used to only be content in arms.
We arrived home yesterday and reunited with a baby-deprived Dad. We decided since Eli was used to different beds anyway, it was a good night to move him into the fabulous baby nursery and out of our room. It was rocky - up every two hours - but we're trying again tonight and hoping for the best.
Here are some photos from our trip:

Eli and I got to see Auntie Michelle in action in all her Ballroom Dancing glory. We got to watch rehearsals for the upcoming show she'll be in and Eli made her his dancing partner all week long. He couldn't get enough.
Yaya's house is super fun. Not only does she have his pack-and-play decorated like a super happening (and diverse) disco, but...
This is completely unrelated. This is a short video from our birth (totally G-rated). When I talk to people about my labor experience, they always look at me weird because I remember it as being so much fun. Yeah, there was pain, discomfort, and some compromising positions, but mostly it was laughing, good music and a spirit of celebration. I'll have to translate the following video clip, because I'm unintelligible due to the laughing and wincing:
Just before he started recording, Eric made a quote from my favorite show (and obsession) Friends. I burst into laughter, in the midst of a big contraction and said:
"That's why I love Eric. He hates friends but he quotes it all the time for me."
And it's true.
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3 comments:
The photo of the women in your family (and Eli) is stunningly beautiful- way to go Michelle. And way to go Eric quoting FRIENDS during labor!
Phew! I managed to evade the photo barrage! :)
In an attempt to give you extra-crispy guilt: Miss Grif boo-hoo'd the night you left, she was missin' y'uns already.
Toodles!
WOW! What a beautiful family you have. I can't believe how grown up the girls are. Hope all is well in Denver! We miss you bunches!
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