We had to be at the party by 3:00, so we left home at Noon. We delayed Ibes' nap until then (he usually goes down around 11 - he's an early naptime baby), so we had to contend with an overly tired child while trying to ready ourselves and the diaper bags for our trip.
We loaded up the car and headed west, and waited for Ibes to drift off to sleep. The sun was in his face, so I tied an Aden + Anais blanket around the headrest and the top of the window. He decided the blanket dangling from the window was some kind of challenged I'd presented to him, and attempted to rip it down and shake it violently.
After his attempts at ruining his blanket-shade failed, he started to settle down in his carseat. A little Owl City sealed the deal and sent him off to dreamland.
His nap was brief - just one hour long. He spent the last hour and a half of our trip looking out the window, pointing out trucks and clouds, and playing with Tiny Tractor, a little John Deere lawnmower keychain that goes everywhere with him.
We arrived in Brazil and had a delicious lunch at Pappy's Barbeque (now I'm craving more!) and spent the afternoon celebrating with Grandma. It was great to see family members that we only get to see a few times each year.
|The Price crew|
Ibes enjoyed the antiques that decorated the banquet room, and kept trying to reach the tractors and cars that were stashed away behind locked glass cabinet doors. He finally found something he could touch - a saddle!
After the party, we loaded back up in the car and set a course for home. We had Ibes' Uncle Clint with us, which was a huge help! We've learned that he does much better when someone rides in the backseat with him. He loves to make up games and play peek-a-boo. It's also easier to feed him snacks when you're close by.
His evening snack was pretzel rods and strawberry applesauce in a squeeze pouch. It was our first time trying the pouch-style fruit, and I had visions of sticky fruit puree spurting across the car and running down into the leather seats. My fears were (thankfully) not reality: he loved the applesauce and didn't spill a drop!