Tuesday, February 7, 2012

It's Always 75 in Merritt Island :)

My mom lives on Merritt Island, which is a solid 9.5 hour car trip without an infant, so when Southwest ran a 50% off sale it made it too cheap to pass up a trip to the beach at the end of January. I thought that packing summer clothes would be easier, but it turns out that no matter where you go taking a baby means taking 82 tons of things "just in case".

We stayed with my Uncle Jody and his wife Robin the first two nights of our visit. Aunt Robin picked up a bouncer that you kick instead of hit and Jackson would have happily spent his entire trip in it or in her baby bathtub. Honestly, the kid will stay in his bath splashing away until he's blue and the water is freezing if you let him.





We moved the party over to my mom's for the weekend where Jackson got to meet Grandad for the first time. Aunt Rachel came over with cousin Meredith (20 months). This time Meredith was VERY interested in Jackson and wanted to help give him toys, his bottle and his bath. She brought her baby doll with her and copied everything we did, which is good timing since Meredith is getting a real baby in July :)
















The rest of my family isn't as enthusiastic about the beach as I am. It turned out that Meredith hadn't ever been even though Nana's house is less than 10 minutes away! It was really windy and Nana nearly froze to death (she thinks anything under 85 is just unbearable). Meredith absolutely LOVED the beach and will undoubtedly be going back much more often.






































The day before we left we went to stay at Great Gran & Grandaddy's. Jackson used a computer for the first time. Thankfully he didn't spit up on it, which would be the first time in recorded history he didn't urp at the most inopportune time ever. They took us to a cocktail hour where their friends made a delicious flaming cheese.

Jackson was a good little traveler for the most part. He taught me that pressure changes = diaper disasters. They should give out those little flying wings for containing a super blowout at 10,000 feet which require a full outfit change and the use of every single wipe in the packet. Thanks, bud.

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