I knew I wasn’t gonna be here on his birthday, but I do feel bad about not blogging that day. We had a great trip to La, though. I’d planned on feeding Max like a baby (in other words cereal bottles every two or three hours…though he hasn’t had a bottle in a few weeks). That didn’t work as well as last time. We didn’t stop to feed him, but he fussed more this time than last time. It was a good trip overall. We recently bought the complete chronicles of Narnia on CD…31 hours!!! We listened all the way there and back and only got through the first two books…I’m almost sad we don’t have any other long trips planned now.
One thing that surprised me this trip is when I went to change Max at the first gas station he was scared. His carseat was in the middle seat so I only had one seat to lay him on, but the floor was full to the seat height. He was lying slanted and the seats are leather so he was kinda slipping, so that may be what scared him. I hoped he would be ok the next time I changed him but he was still scared. Hopefully he’ll get over this…poor kiddo.
We drove down Wednesday the 18th and Tj’s mom flew in the next day. She got in a few minutes early so we didn’t even park the car…she saw us and there was a mad dash of Tj pausing in the handicap space, throwing in her bag, me moving Max’s stuff off of the floor and Gmom jumping in the car and then we were off.
We had lunch at the Cracker Barrel in Gonzales. It was Tj’s choice (of the limited options in Gonzales) and I was sad after we got there that my meal wasn’t that good. I like CB but he almost never wants to go…it almost seemed like a waste.
I had Gmom’s whole visit planned out by the meal, and we only skipped one! Thursday night Mom kept Max and the boys and Jo, Ted, Tj, Gmom and I went to TJ Ribs…wonderful as always.
This was the first time that our parents met. I didn’t have any qualms about it, but Gmom was nervous as always. I knew that all parties would behave like adults…so what was there to worry about?
Friday morning we had king cake for breakfast; met Mom at her work and showed Gmom her office and then went to Albasha’s for lunch (Max loves Greek Lebanese food); and had Leader’s fish for supper.
We had the party Friday night…the one time I felt strongly about celebrating an event on its actual date. Ronnie and Wendy were out of town, as were A Donna and Linda. Mark and his two, Sam and his gang, U Rex and Momee, Mom and Papa, Gmom, Jo and her group and the three of us were the party. After everyone arrived we sang “Happy Birthday” to Max…I think he was a little nervous listening to all of us…his eyes were a little wide. I blew out the candle with the other kid’s help. He had his own cake, and loved it! The first thing he did was stick his little fat hand in the blue icing and then grab his ear…I heard Mom gasp out loud…heh heh heh. I didn’t get to really watch the cake part, I was serving cake and ice cream with Jo to everyone else. Tj says he made it down to the cake.
After everyone ate (but me ) we moved into Jo’s living room and the presents. Tj had tons of help (six cousins under the age of eight) so I’m not sure if Max actually opened any of his presents. I did get to watch this part, but you know how it goes. After it was all over and I was eating my cake and ice cream I was thinking that Tj would be a little annoyed that all of the adults just stood around and talked to each other instead of watching Max open his presents. I know it’s funny, but it was surprising to me when I then realized that Ted and I were the only ones who really wanted to watch Max do that…heh heh heh. How naive parents can be, huh? I hadn’t really thought about it, but I just assumed that we’d all go watch Max. I told this to Mom and we had a good laugh. In the end everyone had a good time.
Saturday morning we’d planned on going to the Coffee house for beignets, but then Jo said she would make galettes. After we got up that morning, though, she opted to make bacon, biscuits and hash browns. We still did a great job of following my menu. For lunch she and I drove to Anthony’s and brought a muffoletta home. And supper was seafood at Val’s.
Sunday morning we got up early and brought Gmom to the airport. Mom told us the quickest route out of the city, but we decided to follow 10 around to see the damage. It’s amazing that so long after the hurricanes there’s so much visible damage left. It’s horrible to imagine the masses of people whose lives have been forever changed.
We had a good drive back…Max faced forward the whole trip. I’d thought if it was easier we might turn him around again and I’d sit in the back (I did that most of the trip down…Tj didn’t like it) but he did ok.
Tj had to work that Monday and then Max and I took him to the airport Tuesday morning. I was supposed to wait around and see if his bags were overweight but I forgot. A mile down the road Tj called me back; they’d changed the weight limit and he had to leave me a few things. Then he hoofed it to his gate and saw a sign saying the gate was changed. He hoofed it to the new gate and was told there that he was supposed to be at the old gate…the new gate was for the next flight! He did make it in the end, thankfully.
Max and I had a couple of days with the whole house to ourselves…it was wonderful because Leslie came Wednesday so by 2pm that day the whole house was clean. There’s just nothing like that feeling…I love it when my whole house is clean…I revel in that feeling.
I went to pick up Katie (my niece) in Chattanooga Friday evening. Kel and Eric are in Hawaii so Katie’ll be here until a week from tomorrow.
Well, I have more to blog but I need some peace and quiet…’cause Lord knows I don’t get any during the day!