Dad, Bubeaner and uncle Jeff with some Dad's California cousins
(Katie, Snow and Claire)
Bubeaner, Dad and Grandma Ellen left sometime before noon. All was well during the trip. Bubeaner took his afternoon nap during the drive down. He was refreshed when they arrived at the hotel. There was another gathering/convention at the hotel. It was a bit chaotic, but they made it to their room with no major problems to get ready for the wedding. Bubeaner took that time to spend some extra energy running like crazy in his diapers around the room.
Bubeaner and his Godfather ready for dinner.
Bubeaner and Dad made a striking pair so handsome in their matching suits. Dad was glad to catch up with his relatives. And Bubeaner enjoyed meeting and spending time with his cousins, aunts and uncles. He particularly was drawn to the girl cousins. No surprise there. Bubeaner flirted and went from one set of arms to the next. Never mind that the boy can walk perfectly well. He really liked aunt Claire from California.
Getting some Grandma Ellen love
After the ceremony, Bubeaner had a wardrobe change. The suit was fine for the meet and greet, but there is nothing more comfortable than pajamas for partying. The pajamas also made it easier for Dad if/when Bubeaner finally fell asleep. No dealing with changing an exhausted baby boy.
Bubeaner and his latest conquest, aunt Claire
Bubeaner did quite well for all the change and new people. He even handled the later dinner time with aplomb, and we know Bubeaner does not normally allow delays in his meal times. The only problem arose when it was bedtime. He can usually go to sleep in his car seat/stroller even when there is a party going on around him. It's one of the wonders and blessings of our NICU days; he can sleep through most anything. We usually just need his pajamas and lovey. For some reason that was not working this time. Dad even took him in the stroller around the reception building to help lull him into sleep. No luck.
A tired Bubeaner could not fall asleep.
Dad was despairing that he would have to make the 30+ minute drive back into town (the reception was out in the countryside) to take Bubeaner back to the hotel. Dad had been hoping to spend a little more time catching up. That is when aunt Meredith saved the night. She rocked Bubeaner as she sang to him in Spanish. And voila, sleeping Bubeaner! A boy sometimes just needs a little bit of the familiar.
There was no Momma, but he got his Spanish songs.
He was a little fitful once they returned to the hotel. He managed to con his way on to Dad's bed for the rest of the night. In the morning they joined the rest of the family for breakfast/brunch. Afterwards, they headed home. In a moment of pure luck, Dad decided to stop and have lunch on the way. The drive back usually takes almost 3 hours, and we usually don't stop. But for some reason this time, it took over 5 hours! If Dad had not stopped, they would have had a fussy, hungry and angry Bubeaner on their hands. An angry and fussy Bubeaner was bad enough.
Bubeaner with some of the other great grand kids during brunch
As for Momma and Bubita, we spent a quiet weekend missing our boys. They were terribly missed ALL weekend long. This also marked the 30-week gestation mark; two days from when Bubeaner was born. Hence why we are no longer allowed to travel from the metroplex. And as an additional precaution, aunt Pau spent the weekend with us like she's done every time Dad's been out during the pregnancy. Nobody wants to risk a repeat performance from Bubeaner's birth with Momma alone in the house. We were all thrilled when our boys finally arrived.
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