We have returned from the Land of Snow (Rochester) and tomorrow we are going to the Land of Sunshine (Orlando). I've hardly unpacked from the first trip and now I have to pack for the second. (I also have to pack for a few days in San Francisco where I'll be going for a conference. I think I mentioned this conference before - it's the one my boss was going to give a talk at, but she recently fell and hurt her back so now I am going.)
Our visit with family in Rochester was really wonderful. We stayed with my grandmother, as did my parents, and spent the whole time visiting with my extended family mostly on my mother's side.
Squeakles could hardly have had a better time - there was a constant supply of people to smile at, new toys to play with (my grandmother was prepared with some of my cousin's old toys), and lots of good food to eat. I took lots and lots of pictures - all beautifully lit with my new flash!
Did I tell you about my new flash? I ♥ my new flash (the Canon 430EX II).
So here is a (mostly) photo recap of our time in Rochester...
Shortly after arriving, my grandmother pulled out some toys my cousins had previously used. Squeakles couldn't get enough of the Legos.
In the past couple of weeks, Squeakles has gone from a happy baby who can drag himself around by lying on his belly and pulling with his arm to a now maniacally delighted baby who can crawl on hands and knees, pull himself up, stand, and totter between various pieces of furniture. He's like a wind-up-toy that starts moving the second you place him on the ground.
Squeakles impressed everyone with his giant appetite and amused everyone with his weird tendency to twirl his hands in the air while he eagerly anticipates the next bite.
As cute as Squeakles is, he had to share the spotlight with my cousin's adorable baby.
See? Totally adorable.
And then there is one picture I didn't take, but which I wish I had. Every night, when I went into our bedroom to put Squeakles to bed, I had a lovely view of my grandmother's back yard. There was freshly fallen snow and right outside the window was a tree with a wooden swing, which hung still in the calm night, covered in snow. In the distance, in the neighbor's yard, was a pine tree which was ringed with white lights. I sat on the bed in the darkness watching this scene as I nursed Squeakles to sleep.
Of course, I have lots of other pictures and if you know me in real life, you know where to find them. And there were lots of other happenings over the week that I did not take pictures of - it's just so hard with a baby! For example, I had hoped to take some pictures of the snow, but just couldn't find the time... Oh well, snow will always fall, but Squeakles will only be ten months old once!