We are in the midst of wedding season! We love weddings because we like free food, free alcohol, dancing, seeing friends and/or family and meeting new people. So we were excited to head down to Florida for the wedding of Joe's friend and former colleague. But I gotta admit, weddings (and traveling) with a little one are no fun. Since Florida is part of Joe's territory we created a work/travel trip. Here are the highlights:
Day 1. We left on Thursday and spent the night in Dothan, AL. She's been to a hotel before but I guess she was too young to make anything of it. This time, however, she was enthralled. I saw a side of her I've never seen. Pure excitement for what Joe and I consider germ-covered. We've seen too many blacklights on Dateline. She could not get enough of this room and it's wonderous surfaces. She found high things to stand on, phones to talk to, remotes to push (the dirtiest), bathrooms to inspect, couches to rub her face in and new floors to roll on. Oh the joy!
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| She couldn't believe she was standing on this. |
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| She was obsessed with the phone. |
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| We eventually unplugged it so she wouldn't call anyone or order room service. |
Due to her high level of insanity she wouldn't nap so of course when we got to the restaurant for dinner she couldn't keep her eyes open. Slept in my lap through the entire meal so I boxed up her corn, which is when she decided to wake up, so she ate her corn from the takeout box in the restaurant.
Day 2. Friday we headed to Panama City, FL. Eva had never been to the ocean or felt sand under her feet. We thought she would love it. We were wrong.
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| She thought the sand was going to eat her alive. |
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| Holding on for dear life. |
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| She eventually calmed down as long as she was sitting on a towel with another towel on top of her legs. |
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| Sucking in that tummy. |
Day 3. Saturday we headed to Lake City, FL for the wedding in Alachua. The wedding venue was really cool. It was on a ranch in a massive 2-story barn that was built for throwing huge parties. By the large 4-sided restaurant-size bar was a candy station which Eva was very interested in so that's where we sat for a bit. There were built-in benches around the edges. She also had a plate of cheese cubes. When she held up some candy at me I told her she needed to finish her cheese first. There were 5 cubes on her plate. When I looked back at the plate 2 seconds later it was empty. I first looked at the ground thinking she dropped them. I then looked at her to see she had stuffed all of them inside her mouth. Her hand was in jazz position covering her mouth, forcing it to stay in as saliva cheese sauce started oozing down through her fingers. She then started gagging at which point she threw up all the cheese right in front of the candy station. Joe reached out to her right at the point of regurgitation so much of it landed on his sleeve. Some went down her dress. Most went on the barn floor which luckily had cracks so Joe washed it down into the cracks with a water bottle. She smelled like vomit the rest of the night. Many times she ran away from me to sit down in the main congested walkway. One time she interrupted a group's game of cornhole by trying to stand right in the middle of it. At dinner she ate minimal bread with her butter. I have zero pictures from the wedding.
I know one day she'll be old enough to go off and play with the other kids so Joe and I can enjoy a glass of wine and dance to a couple songs. We really do love weddings and traveling, but it's a different ball game these days.
