I am proud to say that our daughter is a happy traveler. 1600 miles traveled and not one single melt down. Even when we were stuck in line to board the ferry to Foley Alabama for 4 hours. Yes, I said it, 4 hours!
We stopped in Jackson, Mississippi on the way down. The “We” in this scenerio was Zalyn, my brother Tom and myself. Daddy was unable to go on vacay with us due to work issues. So, Tom was our driving buddy. And what a good buddy he was. When we got to Jackson, we met up with our brother, John and his family. They were just a couple hours behind us. We stayed at the same hotel. It turned out to be an amazing idea because we caravaned the rest of the drive down from Jackson to Gulf Shores. Having another car to hop into during that dreadful ferry wait and having 3 cousins to entertain Z, made it seem so much less painful.
We finally arrived at Big Blue and Little Blue sometime in the evening. A mere 4 hours past what we had anticipated. But it was a beautiful site to drive upon the beautiful place we would call home for 6 days. Our brother, Jeff and his family had already arrived. They were a few hours behind us but opted not to take the ferry.
While waiting for the rest of the family to arrive, we decided to hit the beach before the sun went down. My little girl loved the water. I couldn’t keep her away. But throughout the rest of the week, she wanted nothing to do with the water. Just the sand. The sand was like heaven to her.
I’m happy to say that the week went by slow. Each moment was cherished, nothing went unnoticed. We made the most of every little second we had there.
Our drive back home went just as smooth. We stopped in Memphis and made excellent time. Z was a complete dream for both trips.
Millions of kisses for cousins and aunts and uncles.
Yummy food had and cooked by all of us.
Dance parties that seemed to last an eternity.
Karaoke like you’ve never seen before. My sister-in-law is the S*&#
That beach smell lingering in your nose all week.
Hearing laughter every which way, all around you.
And of course, pictures.
I’ve been wanting to take Zalyn to The City Garden in downtown St. Louis ever since it started to get hot out. So, when a failed mission to take her to the Circus occurred, we took the opportunity of being downtown to head on over to this glorious park. (The Circus attempt failed because I was a dummy and didn’t buy the tickets when I should’ve weeks ahead and the performance sold out. Duh!)
But we took advantage of it being an early Wednesday morning and not having to beat the crowds and drive around for hours for a parking spot. It was perfect. In spite having her morning nap skipped, Z was still her excited and happy self. We played in the water for a good half hour then she started walking towards the stroller and climbed in. She was ready to go. It was so cute.
So, how about some photo’s eh?
A few things about our day:
Zalyn loved chasing my brothers dog, Meeko, around the house. She’d yell, “Dawwwg! Dawwwg!”
I would say to Z, “Zalyn, where’s Papa?” She’d look around and when spotted, she’d head right for my dad saying, “Paw Paw Paw Paw.” It melted my heart.
Seeing that little girl walk around the grass was hilarious. Who knew walking in grass would cause so many stumbles? My parents front lawn has a bit of a slope. Seeing her stumble and get back up and stumble again and get right back up again… priceless.
Zalyn does NOT like Trader Joe’s veggie burgers. A gagging child is not a happy one.
My sister-in-law believes that Z will be an outdoorsy child. Considering the fact that you couldn’t pay me to camp, I’m a wee-bit weary of what I would do with a child that earns for the great outdoors. I suppose I could be a changed woman. Anything for my daughter!
My dad was able to relive a little bit of one of his favorite childhood past times through Z. He loved climbing trees as a child so he let Z explore that excitement just a bit. It was awesome to watch as he put her down after letting her reach for the branches and she would reach up to him wanting to do it again. A-Dor-A-Ble.
Z loves her daddy.
And I love my daddy.
My first Mothers Day, last year.
A lot can be said about Mothers Day. The privilege it is to be called mother. That warm feeling in my heart I get when my little girl looks at me with stars in her eyes. The excitement I get for every single morning where I can start another wonderful day with my daughter.
The honor it is to call my wonderful Mother MY Mother. The lessons I have learned from her. The humbleness I feel just thinking about all that she has done for me.
The bond that my husband shares with his mother and the chill I get seeing them together. The smile that my mother in law wears when she sees her grand daughter.
That happiness I feel seeing my sisters as mothers. The joy in the eyes of my nieces and nephews that they have such wonderful mothers, mothers that I am lucky to call “sisters.” The countless texts, phonecalls, sit down chats I have had with these mothers about how to be the mom I have become today.
The words my oldest brother said to me and Zalyn yesterday, “Zalyn, you sure are making her into being the best Mommy.”
That is what Mothers Day is all about.
Happy (belated) Mothers Day to all you wonderful mothers!
Me and my girlie this Mothers Day
I think it’s safe to say that last Sunday was one of my favorite days. (Second, of course, to the day baby girl was born.)
All the planning, all the preparation. All the time put into it…. ALLLLLL worth it. It was perfect.
For food, we did fruit skewers, pasta salad (made my my wonderful mother-in-law), chicken skewers (slaved by my wonderful hubby and in-laws), Rainbow cupcakes (made my me) and cupcake pops (guilty as well.)
We had a “photo booth” complete with a rainbow banner background and tons of goofy props for the guests to dress in for fun, memorable pictures. It was so great to see so many of them get involved.
I set up a spot to display “The Saturday Diaries.” It’s the book I put together of Zalyn’s Saturday pictures and the write-up of what she was doing that week.
We also had a “Birthday Book” in which we asked our guests to draw pictures, tell Z a story, etc. I was totally that hostess that walked around throughout the party, “Did you sign the book?”
And now, without further a due… the photo’s. I believe after this post, I will have reached my limit on the free wordpress account.
I’ll be doing a seperate post about the cupcakes and cake pops soon.
It’s going to take me quite some time to sift through all of the amazing photo’s from Zalyn’s First Birthday Party.
Until then, here’s just a glimpse of what went down yesterday…
Our dear, dear, dear friend, Christopher is working on a special surprise for Zalyn’s Birthday party. Not indulging what it is but let’s just say it has to do with pictures. He asked that I collect a good amount of some of my favorites of little Z-Pack. So, needless to say, I’m strolling down memory lane quite a bit lately.
She was almost 5 months old. Fell asleep on Daddy’s Transformers blanket while playing.
I just love her so.