Carly and I set off yesterday for our first girly road trip. I woke up nice and early so that I would be ready to start our day based on Carly's schedule. I woke up around 6 and showered, packed the car, got all of her morning routine items ready (new outfit, new diaper, etc.), and had her car seat ready. By 8 I began pacing. I have been told regularly not to wake a sleeping baby and I tend to agree with that philosophy, but Carly's morning routine isn't a fast 15 minute event. Typically it takes about an hour, but there are days will it will drag on for what seems like an eternity. Finally at 9 she began to stir and our day was off. She ate, got ready, and was loaded into the car. At 9:59 I was calling Dave offering to drive by his office for a final goodbye since she had been asleep when he left for work. My offered was denied with a "smart" comment about how he has to work right now, unlike "some people". So we were off on our trip!
Our drive was an uneventful (thank goodness) trek south on I-77. Upon our arrival I unloaded the car while Carly finished her nap. After waking up and eating she began to show my mom her new talents. She kicked her little musical kick mat while also beating the rattle and bell that hang above her head on the activity gym. Then it was time to show off her new surfboard tummy time mat with a real water pad.
Later on in the afternoon my Aunt Nancy, her mother-in-law, and my cousin Christina arrived to meet Carly. Of course this meant she wanted to show off all of her talents and toys again. So, she did! (I'm sure at some point she will get a complex about being the center of attention...) Luckly, by the time my dad came home last night she was too tired to show off again. Instead she went to him to be rocked to sleep (she totally escaped my tough love approach last night). But she did rotate 90 degrees in her sleep again.
This morning she was ready to show off after her early morning nap. She showed him her surfboard mat, kicked her kick mat and waved her arms (even convincing him to join her on the floor), and grasped her flower rattle for him (of course while he was rocking her in the lazy boy).
As we prepared to depart she was working on her "high maintenance" schedule. She ate slowly and played with her grandmother, instead of at the quick pace from the previous morning. However, we were on the road in time to beat Dave home from work!
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