Oh, Baby

I can see that this blog is turning into a baby blog, where I mostly post about the kid. Have you noticed I blog a little bit more since we've had him? I guess there just isn't anything else of interest in our lives! This blog will be no different!

Baby Milk and Alcohol

We had our first party and Travis had his first babysitter this last weekend. Ken's work Christmas party was at the Mansion at Judges Hill - a beautiful, old hotel. We decided to treat ourselves and stay there with Travis. We stayed in the Magnolia retreat, which had a beautiful King-size bed with drapes hanging from the ceiling and floor-to-ceiling French doors that opened up onto a balcony overlooking a lovely garden. We even had a mini bar, where we were able to store Travis' milk, which just shows how much our lives have changed.

Aren't we cute?

Our good friend, Ashley, from work came to stay with Travis while we went to the party. Travis wasn't very interesting for her, he fell asleep before we left, but he did wake up a little later and she was able to feed him a bottle, and he seemed to be happy hanging out with her. We had fun at the party, and felt confident that he was in good hands, so it was a very positive experience for all of us. It helped to know that we were only a few staircases away from the boy. Maybe next time, we'll go a little farther away!
It's hard not to be completely in love with this baby. I confess that I'm completely happy to have my life revolve around him right now. In fact, I miss him even when I'm at work. I know he has a great day care, and it's obvious that it has been good for him, but it's still hard to leave him!
The other morning, he just looked so cute that I had to take pictures of him. I try most mornings to take pictures, but it doesn't always happen.

Ken and Travis playing

And before I sign off, here's a picture of Ken playing with Travis in his activity gym in front of the fire. I love watching the two of them play - it is the cutest thing. Right now, Travis loves Mama more than anything else; I can almost always get him to smile, and he follows me around the room with his eyes if I'm not right there with him. But I know that this time won't last forever, and soon Papa will be his favorite person, so I'm enjoying this time with him as much as I can and storing up every precious moment.