Home!

Carter and I arrived home on Friday afternoon. We were originally scheduled to fly back Thursday evening, but I realized that trying to get a 2-year-old, our luggage and a car seat all downtown on Thursday morning was overly ambitious. Changing our flight to Friday allowed us to pack more leisurely and to depart directly from Patrick & Kirstin's place. It also allowed us to have dinner with Cecily, Mark, Allie and Amy.

We managed the commute just fine (thanks, in large part to Kirstin's help and my colleague lending us a stroller), but I would not want to have that long of a commute (1+ hrs each way) on a daily basis.

Carter had a rough time with the daycare the last two days. He was fine the first two days, but I think by the third day he was starting to think this trip to NYC might be permanent, and he communicated his displeasure by being heart-wrenchingly upset at daycare drop off. Therefore, I did what any reasonable mother would do and bought him a delicious cupcake at the end of the last day.

We had a good time, and we are both happy to be home.

Liar, Liar

This morning, Carter woke up at 6am. While that may be normal for some kids, it's a full 2 hours earlier than his normal time--and almost an hour earlier than he needs to wake up here in NYC to make our commute. Carter was in bed with me, and he woke up on a mission.

Carter: Waffle!
Me: It's the middle of the night. Go back to sleep.
Carter: Waffle!
Me: Just lay down and close your eyes.
Carter: Waffle!
Me: You can have a waffle in the morning. Right now it's time for sleeping.
Carter: Waffle!
Me: Please, please, please. Let's go back to sleep.

Pause
Carter: Poop!
Me: .... Do you have a dirty diaper?
Carter: Poop!
Me: groan Okay, let's get up.

Suffice it to say, Carter did NOT have a dirty diaper. But Carter DID get a waffle at 6am.

First Day in NYC

Carter and I made it safely to NYC last night. It was pretty bumpy on the way in, due to the weather, and we had to take several detours on the way to Patrick & Kirstin's due to flooded streets, but we made it.

Here's Carter on his pint-sized pallet.

Carter (unfortunately) woke up at 6am and wandered around the apartment calling for me. I was sleeping on the bed right next to him; apparently, he didn't look that direction. Even more unfortunately, he didn't go back to sleep afterwards.

This morning, we went to a farm and farmer's market. I didn't get any pictures, but Patrick did, so I'll try to get some from him and post them later.

This afternoon, we played ladder ball in the yard and had dinner with Joo!

Tomorrow is the first of four days that we will brave Manhattan rush hour to get to work and daycare (my company's back up daycare center - near my office). I hope that Carter will be entertained by the train rides (one commuter train and one subway train) and not overwhelmed! It's only been a year since we lived here, but he's a lot more sensitive to his surroundings than he was a year ago!

Kids Workshop

We went to Piedmont Park this morning, where Home Depot was running a kids workshop. Carter (Thomas) made a bird house and got an apron!

Fun with...

Eyeshadow and a q-tip (you really don't get the full effect in this shot)

Two drinks

Oreos

To-go box (which he insisted on carrying, and which ceased to be so cute when he dropped all the food out of it in the middle of a crosswalk)

Mom

Lunch - 2 years later

Not too much different, really.

2006

2008

Savannah

Not the most child-safe city

In front of John Wesley
What is this wonderous pink drink they call lemonade?
The boys


The girls
Ship shots!
The trolley

Stone Mountain

We took a trip to Stone Mountain Park today. Here are a few pictures. We're off to Savannah tomorrow!

Carter's First Turner Field Excursion

Carter had his first trip to Turner Field last night. We only stayed for three innings (had to get home vaguely close to bed time), but Carter had a lot of fun! While he was interested in the baseball (and the jumbo-tron), I think his favorite part was the hot dogs.

Baseball

While I feel there will be a post about Carter's first Turner Field trip, which was very successful all things considered, I must first post about my own triumph. Not ONLY was it Tim Hudson bobble-head night (I need to replace the Mark Texiera bobble-head in my office that is under constant ridicule since he was traded), I nabbed my first foul ball at a major league ball park (spring training not withstanding)! It was the first time I have ever even been close to a foul ball, and we were in the upper deck! Thanks to Dan Uggla of the Florida Marlins for sending it my way (one pitch before he hit a shot deep, deep, deep in the outfield stands-you could call it homerun, but really it was quite a bit farther than most), and thanks to dad for the great luck! All my ball retrieval success seems to be with dad (and without Park, strangely), so much thanks for that!

More knick-knacks for display!!! I love 'em!