Peter was a trooper during the Ross family visit to San Francisco, including two long-ish car rides, being Bjorned all day, waiting on line for an hour for a cable car, riding said cable car, and walking around in the sunshine all day.
Did I mention getting a tattoo and getting a beer?
He also fared a bit less successfully during our attempted drive down Highway 1. I'm blaming it on his 6th-week growth spurt, which has made him hungrier and crankier than ever before.
And, I'll go on the record as saying that there's now a part of me that sympathises with Britney Spears's holding-a-baby-in-the-moving-car, as there was nothing more I wanted than to scoop baby Peter out of his carseat and comfort him. (Note: I was not driving.)
2 comments:
Peter sure is getting out a lot! You guys have an envious amount of energy for being new parents.
Yeah, he is a little traveler. But MAN am I exhausted! I really thought I'd be able to be on-the-go for two days in a row, but I learned a valuable lesson this week. Naps. I still need naps.
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