I’ve been recovering from five days traveling with Mary, so it’s taken a while for me to get the energy to do a blog about our trip. We flew to Michigan on Thursday and spent the weekend with my parents for Cherie and Jenny’s shower; we flew home on Tuesday. Mary has been asleep ever since. Here’s the rundown.
On Thursday, we got up obscenely early to go to the airport (Mary was not pleased). Conor dropped us off at Dulles and we checked in. I gave Mary some applesauce and she smiled at everyone and charmed all of our fellow travelers:
When we arrived in Kalamazoo, my mom picked us up and we went to my grandmother’s house to visit. Then we went home and Mary and I had a nap (finally). We hung out with Grandma and Grandpa, who had bought Mary new and exciting toys:
On Friday we went to a fabric/craft store with my mom, aunt Cherie, and Jenny. I bought some fabric, which I then proceeded to sew like mad all weekend. Mom, Mary, and I did shopping for the shower–we went to Meijer’s, which is always a highlight.
On Friday night, Melissa came home and Mary got to see her aunt:
My dad did everything in his power to make Mary laugh the whole time.
On Saturday, we went to the quilt store with Grandma Swarthout. Then we came home and went out again with Mom and Melissa, to Kohl’s, to Target, to Gordon’s, to the bakery to pick up the cake. Mary shopped like a professional. Then we went to aunt Sally and uncle Jim’s new house for dinner…whereupon we discovered that Mary has teeth!
She has two little tooth nubbins on the bottom. She refuses to let anyone look at them, but I could feel them and finally I got a glimpse.
Sunday was the shower; it was well-attended and a good time was had by all. Mary was delighted because there was another baby who was about 3 weeks younger than she is. This is Mary stealing Jaylin’s pacifier:
Cherie and Jenny opened their presents. Mary helped them out with the ribbon.
And here is Dad scratching the back of the Best Cow in the World–Etta. I’m upset with her, though, because she had her calf on Tuesday, mere hours after we went home. As though she couldn’t have speeded things up a little so we could see it!
Now, for the pictures of the sewing–I also made a skirt and a dress for Mary but I seem not to have photographed them. Here’s the result of a weekend with Mom’s (nicer) sewing machine: