Lots of Firsts

We have been in the desert.  Wandering around for a few days and now we’re back.

No, I’m not kidding.  We went to Joshua Tree and Twentynine Palms, CA for our friend’s wedding.  And we took the little guy.

I’ve never been so impressed with our little muffin.  He was a trooper on the plane:  he only fussed a little and charmed the pants off everyone sitting around us.  Of course, it helped having a window seat so he could see the little houses and cars and he loved the dozens of trucks driving around the airport.  But honestly he was once again the best baby on the plane. 

We also lucked into the best travel time to help him adjust to west coast time:  we arrived 12 pm their time (3 pm ours) which was entirely too late for him to be awake without a nap (hence the fussing), but he was able to take a good nap from the Palm Springs Airport to our inn, which included a trip to Taco Bell (real Mexican food now that we were back on the west coast!) en route to the Inn.  Food for us, nap for him.

Then we arrived at the Twentynine Palms Inn, a charming group of cabins on an oasis.  Yes, a real oasis in a real desert.  Besides the fact that it was the best restaurant in the city (they grow their own veggies), it was way cool. 

And 30 minutes after we arrived, Conor got his first dip into a real pool.

He is a water baby.  Even when his teeth were chattering from the cold of this unheated pool he wouldn’t leave.  We took turns floating and twirling him around the water.  After more than an hour, when we were all water logged, we took him out and back to our cabin.  Can I tell you how adorable and heartbreaking it was to have our little guy sob “Bye-bye pool.  Bye-bye pool” hugging our legs, waving and crying to his new favorite activity. 

So we dressed him and took a tour of the grounds at which point he saw his first live ducks.  (way cool!) We went to the fancy restaurant where he behaved like an angel and afterward sat out at the pool (he told him it had gone night-night) and listened to a classical music trio which enthralled him almost as much as clapping with everyone else between the songs. 

Can I tell you how in love I am with my little guy?  Two planes, a pool, ducks, a fancy restaurant, new music and a new place to sleep and he completely rolled with it.  He was up for and excited about each new thing.  What an amazing little man. 

All in all, it was fun.  There were some “interesting events” but we had a good time.   

In the next entry, I’ll talk about our debate about whether to go to Urgent Care or not. 

And btw, yes, I’m behind in blogging.  Things are going on. 

9:41:28 PM