Grandparents are Awesome

The best part about traveling is there is never-ending fun for Connor. Everywhere we go there are new people, new toys, new houses to explore. I bring minimal toys, just some cars and crayons in my purse and his favorite bear, because both sets of grandparents have some just for him. Yet, he is always busy exploring and therefore learning. 

The bad part about traveling is there is never-ending stimulation for Connor. So of course, bedtime is seen as a punishment even more than usual. It means no more fun for the day. Even though he's exhausted and I already let him stay up later than normal, there's still more to do. He ends up screaming for 10 minutes until I can calm him down. By then he's so exhausted he can't help but fall asleep. 

But coming to NY is always worth it. He gets to spend time with his grandparents and aunts and uncles. And pretty soon, he'll have a cousin to play with too. This trip was a wonderful learning experience for both of us. Connor finally learned to say some of the grandparents' names. None of them wanted to be just grandma and grandpa; instead we have Nana, Grumpy, Grammy, Pop-pop, Mimi and Boo. He also got to play in the snow for the first time; he loved to stomp it and make a crunching sound. And I got to spend some baby-free time at the shower. 

A wonderful visit but now it's time to go home.