Max had another big visit last week and is just the 'beau of the ball' these days. Also, thanks to Julie and Tom, Charlie and I got our first night away! We went to Casa Morada in Islamorada (quickly becoming one of our favorite places in the world). It was fun and restful and amazing and a great time to reflect. Almost one year ago exactly, we went to the same hotel because the doctor thought the pregnancy "might not be viable" and I didn't want to sit at home waiting for something bad to happen...It was probably the worst night of my life - everyone around us was partying and drinking and vacationing while I felt horribly sick (because I was in fact still pregnant) and was crying non-stop... I DIDN'T EVEN WANT PIZZA (that's how Charlie knew things were really bad).
Cut to one year later and we are so amazingly lucky to have a healthy, happy, FUN baby boy. He was so well-behaved while we were gone, and they had such a great time with him. Of course I missed him (and he was basically all we talked about....except for my THREE hour nap in the middle of the day), but still it was nice to get away. Thanks to Grammy for tiring him out - he slept through the night two after playing with her! Not surprising at all...
While living in Florida makes me sad because Max isn't around most of the extended family and friends, its so wonderful to have visits where we spend QUALITY time with whoever comes. I think Max gets to know everyone BETTER this way because he plays with them, hears their voice for days in a row, and they see all his various tricks/habits/moods, etc. Its not just a dinner here or there where he'd sleep most of the time anyways. Tat's my "living far away" story and I'm sticking to it :)
Most importantly, Max had his first visit to Monty's...Mom and Dad spent a lot of time here when we first moved to Florida (back when we were semi-cool), and max seems to love the atmosphere already (just what I need). We knew he was a party boy from his refusal to sleep if anything whatsoever exciting is going on around him, but his smiles and laughter in the midst of tourists, a reggae bar and tons of beer has me just a bit concerned, although that last picture looks a lot like me at a bar...
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