Atlanta trip (pt. 1)

Ya know, I miss the days when I could just sit down and put as much time into my blogs as I wanted-now I'm already anticipating that it'll take me multiple attempts to get all the pics etc updated since jake has this funny habit of waking up the SECOND I start blogging.  It's ok, without him I'd be too self-indulgent.  He keeps me selfless and thinking of others.

So we did it.  We flew to Atlanta and back with the jakester and really it wasn't all that bad-totally worth not driving 24 hrs round trip.  We used our lil jeep backpack (thank you zwygarts!) to get through security rather than dealing with the stroller and carseat and having to check them as we got on the plane etc.  Jake liked it too-could look around and interact with everyone around us (Especially the ladies...I know, I'm in trouble).  Everyone loved jake.  I don't mean to brag cause I don't feel it's necessary 99% of the time, but Jake is really lovable.  He has this way of interacting with you and before you know it he has you totally sucked in smiling and laughing.  Where ever we went we could feel eyes on Jake-most of whom were smiling, a few of whom I'm sure were in disapproval at traveling with a baby and secretly hoping he wouldn't be on their plane, but then again, I caught even a few of the surly ones stifling a smile as jake would beam back.  That's right, jake's converting child-haters one hater at a time :)

I love this onesie I found at walmart: Destination: Grandparents!

We had some time before our flight so we ate and of course who would be sitting by us but a cute older couple waiting around for a delayed flight.  Can I hold him?  Why yes, yes you can.  Hello rare opportunity for both of us to eat at the same time without juggling jake.  Ironically they were on their way back from visiting their grandkids.

Unfortunately our plane was late and way full.  The worst part about flying is sitting on the runway.  Jake is used to being able to fuss and squak (how do you spell this flippin' word??) and we'll just stand up with him.  He just didn't understand why we weren't catering to his demands.  Luckily his fussing isn't that loud and we were able to distract him pretty well for most of the time.  (Of course we sat by a guy who did not seem to have the least bit of interest in babies-I mean if you don't even bother to say hi, what's his name, how old is he? even if you don't say anything else the rest of the flight-it's pretty obvious you are a cranky non-kid type person.)  So once jake started getting a lil louder we popped out the bottle.  Luckily we got under way soon after so he was able to drink throughout the whole taking off process and he did great.  He fell asleep (luckily our flights were in the evening so the lights were turned off and it was easy for him to sleep).  I was on the aisle and he was laying across me with his head rested in the crook of my elbow on the aisle side.  There were a LOT of people going back and forth to their seats and the bathroom which was annoying but I managed to pull him in without waking him up each time (he wasn't that far into the aisle but I didn't want to run the risk of him getting nudged/ bumped and waking up.)  The flight attendants were pretty good at moving around him without me needing to move him so I stopped anticipating them (we were SW so there was no drink carts).

Well after 30/ 40 min of being in the air a flight attendant (a guy) walked down the aisle really fast so I didn't have time to anticipate him coming and his leg totally bumped jake's head.  It was hard enough to where I know he (the attendant) felt it, and Jake def felt it cause his eyes flew open and he started to fuss.  I was livid.  There was no-whoops sorry, just raced off to do whatever he was doing.  So the second half of the flight consisted of me holding jake rocking him while code held up how to tame your dragon to watch on the ipad.  He fussed off and on but never loud enough to be heard over the white noise of the plane thank goodness.

He was feeling pretty clingy after the flight.

We got to baggage claim and met Gpa Frank and Gma Shayne.  (I wasn't thinking enough to take pics of that moment haha).  It was so funny.  We got Jake back into his stroller and were walking out to the car.  Shayne was pushing Jake and he had the funniest look as he just stared at Shayne-totally unblinking, this shrewd lil face.  We couldn't stop laughing.  After a few minutes I guess he deemed her acceptable and did nothing but smile at her the rest of the trip-and everyone else for that matter.