This past week, my mom and I braved a four hour flight to Georgia to go see my Grandma and Aunt Bertie. Surprisingly, this is how Petey was for most of the trip. Happy as a clam.
I haven't been back to GA since I was pregnant with Petey and we thought it would be a great time to see the family and have some fun since Trav is hard at work on the thesis. We had a wonderful time even if Petey was waking up at 7am GA time (5am my body time) and going to sleep at 10pm GA time. I even got to eat some
much-missed boiled peanuts. And here's the four generation photo. Petey looks a little out of it but it had started raining by this time and we were ready to go inside.
Thank goodness Trav was healthy and alive when we returned - he's been known to forgo sleep and food in my absence - and even though we enjoyed ourselves silly, I just don't think we'll be taking any long trips with the little man any time soon.