Have suitcase will travel.

So this past week we headed down to Florida so that Spencer could meet his other aunt's and spend time with Abuela y Abuelo. (That's grandma and grandpa for those that don't speak Spanish.)

This time around he acted fussy as we boarded the plane and took our seats..can you see the annoyance on his face?


He got over it by the time we were in the air and on our way, thank goodness. I don't know what I would do if he decided to be mr. fussy pants the whole ride on a flight!

Spencer has Abuela eating out of his little hand...she set up a crib in the guest room so the little guy would have his own place to lay his head. She's mostly afraid one of us will roll over and suffocate him, but still having a safe place to put him was awesome. But the BEST part? Spencer slept in the crib from the first night to the last night, for 5 or more hours each night. Abuela is now called the Baby Whisperer! Here is the magic crib that started it all:




While that was awesome, what is even more awesome is the fact that the trend has continued and Spencer is now sleeping through the night! I begin to get him ready around 8 and by 9 he is usually asleep. I knew the trend of getting him ready for bed at 8 several weeks ago was a good thing!

The family cat, who was anxious to scope out the baby, did the next best thing...he got into the stroller and was none to happy when we asked him to get out:



I don't have any pics of Spencer's youngest aunt's holding him...because they were too scared to hold him! They thought they might hurt him and instead enjoyed watching him coo and smile...and fart. He's going to love when they tease him about that little fact.

Abuelo was able to get into the act of hanging out with Spencer...and accused me of not giving up the baby. I have to admit it, I don't freely give him up, doesn't matter if you are family or not, you basically have to take him from me! I think I have that disease...you know the one where no one does it as good as you? I think this is a common mom affliction though..oh well. Here is Spencer with Abuelo Joe:




We managed to snag this picture one morning and it's one of my faves, Spencer holding Daddy's hand:



And lastly, here he is trying to be a big boy and hold his head up:

Everyday I look at my little boy and am still amazed he is mine and my heart swells with pride and love.

Lastly I want to wish Spencer's Uncle Joey and very happy 22nd birthday!

Everybody knows or more Friday Fun with Photos!

I'm back! After 5 days of traveling we finally made it home safe and sound. And it's official...everyone that should know we are expecting, knows! I wish I could say we had some elaborate plans to tell our folks, but sadly this creative mind was all fizzled out. Must be the hormones.

I ordered this cute frame:


I had the awesome u/s pic made into a 2x3 and voila. While I am sure there were prettier frames out there, something about this one spoke to me. Maybe the simplicity of it all?

Ok our first stop was my parent's home and Hubby and I argued (not really) about how we should do it. See my parents have a tendency to stay up late, even after everyone else has gone to bed. Hubby and I stayed up as much as we could, hoping to be able to put said frame on the fridge. Finally when all was quiet we snuck to the kitchen, only the frame would not stay put! So instead Hubby put it on the microwave and we went to sleep. I really thought my mother would find the frame and wake us up in her excitement. But things are never how or what you imagine. I think we looked exhausted and she was nice enough to be excited and yet let us sleep! Thanks Mom! :) When we finally did wake Hubby and I whispered about whether the frame had been found and why it was so quiet in the house! Turns out my Mom did find the frame and quietly shared the news with my Dad. See...she knew all along. Call it mother's intuition, but all along she and my eldest sis knew something was up...they just couldn't figure out why I was hiding it. Oops...so much for thinking I was slick. Here's a pic of me and that eldest sis...she's eldest of the siblings after me. I can't wait to see her slinging poopy diapers...doesn't she so look like the type?


After a great day with my family we had to wake up at the crack of dawn the following day and head to North Carolina. We made a pit stop at home and then surprised Hubby's folks...well, really just his Momma. She was eagerly awaiting our call to come get us from the airport, but it was decided by someone else (cough, FIL, cough) that surprising her would be better. And it was...it always is! Once we got there I was eager to spill the news the first night and Hubby and I exchanged private looks but nothing happened. The next day we all have a wonderful breakfast and sit around the table yapping our traps about nothing and everything. Hubby gives me a look and I'm not sure what he wants me to do, so I do nothing. Finally he goes and gets our camera, cause as you can see I missed my parents reactions. He places the frame on the fridge and we wait...only no one gets up. And when they do, the fridge is the last place they are headed. At this point it is time to kick this telling into high gear and Hubby gets the frame and hands it to his Mom. This is her initial expression:

Yep, that's exactly what I was hoping for, so it's a total score for the scrapbook! Hubby's dad was a bit more reserved, but I have a feeling when Baby comes and calls hims Gramps he won't be so reserved.

So that's our story and I'm sticking to it. Everyone was excited and giddy and all those things people are when someone you love tells you they are expecting. I didn't expect any less, with families as big as ours, how can you?

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