bennett and i ventured out on our first road trip today. we made a surprise visit to tulsa! micah, who is one of my best friend's little sister, had a baby shower today, so bennett and i decided we couldnt miss it! we talked to spears on the way over and she had no idea we were headed her way. of course she cried when she saw bennett and i... which jared jokingly said that doesnt mean anything because spears cries all of the time... which is true ;) nevertheless, she was thrilled to see us.
bennett was a perfect angel on the car ride over and back... while we were there, not so much. background on his fit throwing:
last week we were at the dermatologist for his ezcema and bennett started SCREAMING while we were there. a scream like i have never heard before. like a make your brain hurt scream. when we left there my ears were ringing and i didnt hear one word from the dr. the nurse even commented "he sure does throw big fits for a 5 month old." (which is true) anyway, i figured he was just out of his element and fussy. wrong. that is his new way of expressing himself and it hasnt stopped since that apt. if he doesnt have instant satisfaction, and i mean instant, then the screaming begins.
the first hour of the baby shower he was a perfect angel. dressed in his baby blue seer sucker bubble and looking as sweet as can be, with all of the ladies kissing his big cheeks and commenting on how perfect he was, i was a proud momma. then the second hour came and he had a blowout diaper that covered he and i in poop from head to toe. it was all down my dress, ALL over him (in his hair, on his arms, legs, feet, toes, hands, face, neck rolls, etc.). luckily i had a spare outfit for him. evidently i need to start packing an extra for me as well! then came the screaming. at first it was funny and everyone laughed. by the 10th time, it was time to go home. we left tulsa covered in poo but thankful that we made it safe on our first road trip. thankful for micah's baby girl that will be here in two months, and thankful for best friends that love us more than we love ourselves.