Last Thursday, Elsa and I jumped in Tim and Kate's fabulous new truck and headed up 85 North with Kate, headed to North Carolina. Tim, Jarrett, and Jarrett's brother, Stephen, had a weekend planned to help Tim build a shed in Tim and Kate's backyard, and Kate's mom and older sister and Tim's mom were throwing a baby shower for Kate in NC. Since both my mom and I were invited to the shower, Elsa and I decided to keep Kate company on her drive, and she was kind enough to drop us in Charlotte before continuing to her final destination of High Point. My parents were, of course, thrilled to have Elsa and me at their house for three nights, and it was nice that all four of us were able to make the trip up to High Point on Saturday, the day of the baby shower.
Prior to the shower, we drove by our old house in Jamestown (which looks pretty much the same as it did when we lived there, although the yard didn't look quite as nice, and the neighborhood itself looked like it had changed quite a bit) and then headed to the nursing home Jarrett's grandmom is currently staying at, post knee replacement surgery. We were able to have a nice visit with Jarrett's mom, grandad, and grandmom, and even got to say a quick hello to Jarrett's aunt and uncle, cousin and cousin's wife, and his uncle's parents, as they were there to celebrate Jarrett's uncle's birthday.
My dad then took the opportunity to visit with some old family friends, while my mom, Elsa, and I went to the shower. It was great seeing women from our old church, whom I had not seen in years -- many I did not even recognize! Jarrett's mom and sister, Bethany, were there too, so I was able to visit with them, and they were able to spend some time with Elsa, which was nice all around. And my friend and previous coworker, Erin, who is also pregnant and due in October, was there as well, and it was so wonderful to be able to spend some time with her and chat about the goings-on in our lives. The shower was quite lovely, and it was obvious that very much work went into the fishing theme that encompassed the celebration -- it was all extremely cute!
Unfortunately, Elsa was not in the greatest of moods for most of the weekend -- especially on Saturday -- so we were not able to stay for the entire party and, thus, missed most of the opening of presents, but I was at least able to hear about what I missed on the ride back to Atlanta on Sunday. I found out late Sunday why Elsa had been so upset -- her first molar (on the bottom of her mouth) popped through. Poor girl. I don't know how anyone (and some professionals do) can say that teething does not cause babies pain. It is clear that it does hurt and, really, how could it not?
Besides her first molar, there were a couple of other important firsts that occurred on Sunday and Monday. While waiting for Kate to pick us up at a Wendy's off 85 near Charlotte, my mom, dad, and I threw a blanket out on the grass with some toys and played with Elsa. After awhile, she became quite lethargic, sitting in my lap, and her eyes (and head) just continued to follow airplane after airplane as they descended quite closely overhead, bound for the nearby airport. It was the first time she had really noticed airplanes, and she seemed quite intrigued by them. So now that she has both tasted a donut and has witnessed airplanes in flight, I can hardly wait to go as a family to watch airplanes take off and land while enjoying a good weekend breakfast of donuts, a favorite childhood pastime of mine. The other first was a perfection of "cruising." On Monday, she started actually rounding the corners of the coffee table, which only lead to moving over to the couch. She is getting around quite well now, as long as she has something on which to hold.












Prior to the shower, we drove by our old house in Jamestown (which looks pretty much the same as it did when we lived there, although the yard didn't look quite as nice, and the neighborhood itself looked like it had changed quite a bit) and then headed to the nursing home Jarrett's grandmom is currently staying at, post knee replacement surgery. We were able to have a nice visit with Jarrett's mom, grandad, and grandmom, and even got to say a quick hello to Jarrett's aunt and uncle, cousin and cousin's wife, and his uncle's parents, as they were there to celebrate Jarrett's uncle's birthday.
My dad then took the opportunity to visit with some old family friends, while my mom, Elsa, and I went to the shower. It was great seeing women from our old church, whom I had not seen in years -- many I did not even recognize! Jarrett's mom and sister, Bethany, were there too, so I was able to visit with them, and they were able to spend some time with Elsa, which was nice all around. And my friend and previous coworker, Erin, who is also pregnant and due in October, was there as well, and it was so wonderful to be able to spend some time with her and chat about the goings-on in our lives. The shower was quite lovely, and it was obvious that very much work went into the fishing theme that encompassed the celebration -- it was all extremely cute!
Unfortunately, Elsa was not in the greatest of moods for most of the weekend -- especially on Saturday -- so we were not able to stay for the entire party and, thus, missed most of the opening of presents, but I was at least able to hear about what I missed on the ride back to Atlanta on Sunday. I found out late Sunday why Elsa had been so upset -- her first molar (on the bottom of her mouth) popped through. Poor girl. I don't know how anyone (and some professionals do) can say that teething does not cause babies pain. It is clear that it does hurt and, really, how could it not?
Besides her first molar, there were a couple of other important firsts that occurred on Sunday and Monday. While waiting for Kate to pick us up at a Wendy's off 85 near Charlotte, my mom, dad, and I threw a blanket out on the grass with some toys and played with Elsa. After awhile, she became quite lethargic, sitting in my lap, and her eyes (and head) just continued to follow airplane after airplane as they descended quite closely overhead, bound for the nearby airport. It was the first time she had really noticed airplanes, and she seemed quite intrigued by them. So now that she has both tasted a donut and has witnessed airplanes in flight, I can hardly wait to go as a family to watch airplanes take off and land while enjoying a good weekend breakfast of donuts, a favorite childhood pastime of mine. The other first was a perfection of "cruising." On Monday, she started actually rounding the corners of the coffee table, which only lead to moving over to the couch. She is getting around quite well now, as long as she has something on which to hold.































