Six Months and a Trip

We are back in Ohio, after having spent a wonderful three weeks in LA with my parents and brothers. They loved seeing Trey, and he loved seeing them. It was a successful trip, and I can't wait to go back!

Trey did a great job on the plane, both there and back. On our flight there, we had an empty seat next to us, so it was nice having a little extra space. We were sitting in the back with a bunch of other families with young kids and babies, and Trey was one of the few who didn't cry at all! The lady sitting in our row was very impressed. Of course, it would have been perfect if my little guy didn't have a little accident twenty minutes before we landed! Changing a diaper in a teeny airplane bathroom is on my list of things I hope I never have to do again (fat chance!). Our flight back was a red-eye. We left at 10:30 p.m. and arrived at 6 a.m.  He fell asleep right when we took off, and woke up right when we landed. I was so happy. I had been nervous that he would fuss and cry during the flight. There were two guys in their mid-twenties sitting next to us, and I knew they weren't happy about sitting next to a baby. Of course once we arrived, they were saying how theyoriginally didn't want to sit near us but the baby surprised them. One even asked if I had drugged him! I said, "Nope, he's just an awesome baby!"

At the airport, waiting to board

Trey turned six months old this past Friday. It's unbelievable to me how much he has grown! He can do so much now, and he learns more and more each day. A couple of days ago, we had a visit from one of Steve's friends. She just had her baby a month ago, and he is so tiny compared to Trey! And if I remember correctly, he's nine pounds. That's three more than my baby was when he was born. So Trey was even tinier than I remember. I held up one of his newborn-sized onesies next to him, and the bottoms of the feet reached his knees. Obviously, since he's seven inches longer (taller?) than he was when he was born. And those newborn sizes were a bit big on him then!

When I look at him now, I get really excited and look forward to when he is older. He has such a great dad, who he already loves more than anything. Anytime Steve comes into the room, Trey squeals and giggles and gets really excited. He doesn't do that for anyone else. Sure, he'll get happy and smile, but he reserves the extreme excitement for his daddy. And at the risk of sounding really cheesy, that really and truly warms my heart, to see my son love his dad so much already.

I am having the time of my life, and even with some hiccups along the way, I wouldn't trade this for anything in the world. I love my little family.