Betting on horses based on their name; staring directly into the sun; driving 11 hours with a baby. Three things you should never do...but I once bet on a horse's name I liked and it came in second; I stared at an eclipse for a few seconds and didn't burn my eyes out, and this weekend we drove to South Carolina with our 10 week old and she slept almost the entire way. Like many a parent we've met have said, babies at this age do actually seem to be portable. The problem comes when you've ported them somewhere completely foreign. They realize that the nice walls you painted aren't there. That nice glider you've been rocking them in for months is no longer. That one picture on the wall they stare at has mysteriously disappeared, and in it's place? Forty people she's never seen, passing her back and forth, here and there. It's enough to make her cry, which is exactly what she did. But each day South Carolina becomes a little more familiar, the palmetto's sway more comfortably, and grandma and grandpa's seem that much more like home.At home in Greenville, Syndey enjoyed her first trip to the pool. Only a whisker of her legs touched the water before she jettisoned the pacifier, writhing like a lobster near the pot...so instead we stared at her cute pink monkey bathing suit for an hour :)
2 comments:
Glad you guys made it safely and that your little gal was such a trooper! Have a great week!
I hope you still felt like the trip was worth it! :) We loved having the growing Ivey famiy in the Palmetto State.
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