This weekend I went on an adventure. At first I thought it was because I was turning 12 weeks old on Saturday, but daddy informed me it was actually because he and mommy were celebrating their 2nd anniversary. I told daddy that I thought 12 weeks being alive was much more interesting than 2 years of marriage – he told me I had a point, but that I shouldn’t tell mommy.
In any event, we went to this place called Half Moon Bay that is about 45 minutes south of San Francisco. The drive there was really pretty – I got to see the ocean in full effect and daddy enjoyed the twisty turns.
We stayed for the night at a nice hotel just outside of the downtown area. Yes, there was a big bed again. And yes, mommy and daddy made me take a picture on it. Shocking, right?
Little baby, big bed. We get it already - 12 weeks old and your already recycling the gags?
A little help here, please?
On Sunday morning we woke up a bit earlier than daddy was hoping. Apparently, I haven’t grasped the concept of “sleeping in” that mommy and daddy seemed all excited about. I woke up at 7 AM and just started chatting away.
Then we got all dressed up – I wore a pretty new dress that Grandma Gail sent me – and we went to this fancy hotel called the “Ritz” where I participated in my very first “buffet brunch”. It all seemed like a regular restaurant to me except mommy and daddy kept getting up and getting their food themselves. I sat there and looked cute – which is pretty much my go to move at restaurants.
All in all it was a fun little get-a-way – can’t wait to see where we head next!
All dressed up and ready for my first "brunch"!
I thought the waffles were to die for...
I called ahead of time and had the restaurant prepare a little treat for mommy and daddy!
Mommy and daddy took me to Fort Mason today. Fort Mason is a big park that’s right near our apartment. We had a lot of fun being outside. There was even a concert going on a short distance away so we had some music to listen to. The music wasn’t as good as the stuff that comes out of my play mat at home, but daddy said it was a “nice touch”!
Chillin' with daddy at Fort Mason
Mommy is so interesting to look at - she fascinates me!
Yep, that's me smiling - I like it outside!
Okay, take the picture already and get these things off of me!
Maile & Daddy - Week 9 (Check out what her bib says...)
Hard to believe our baby girl passed the two month milestone this past weekend. Over the past couple of weeks she has gotten much more active – lots of cooing, much more movement, she seems to be figuring out her hands, she “plays” a bit more with her toys, and best of all, lots of smiles and she seems to recognize Christine and I. We can’t wait to see what comes next!
I got hungry at the rehearsal dinner so mommy snuck into the back room to feed me…
(Dad note: The rehearsal dinner was in this really cool wine cellar at the St. Regis. The picture doesn’t fully capture it, but the whole room had a red glow. Maile was great through the whole meal and Kari and Justin (the bride and groom) were very cool to let Maile crash with us…)
I haven’t taken the time to look it up, but week 6 to 7 seemed like a big transition week for our girl. She really started interacting with us a lot more through smiles and playing. She throws her arms around and kicks her legs – she loves playing on her play mat. As previously discussed, she successfully made the move to her own room and her big(ger) girl crib. And finally, she really got to know (and love) her Grandma and Grandpa. All in all, a great week in the life of Maile!
Wait, what's going on here? You're going out without me? NOOOOO!
With Grandma Jill in town, Chris and I decided to take advantage and hit the town for our first date night. We got all dressed up, made sure Grandma had a bottle of Chris’ finest, kissed our baby girl and headed out for an early dinner. I surprised Chris and took her to Boulevard – one of San Francisco’s best. I hadn’t been since college graduation – 9 years ago – and I was excited to go back with Chris.
A great date night meal at Boulevard!
We had a fantastic meal – the food was just as good as I remembered. They even gave us a little treat on our dessert congratulating us on making it through our first meal away from our girl. Of course, we mostly talked about Maile – but she’s a fun topic.
A nice touch to our dessert from our waiter...
Speaking of Maile, she and Grandma Jill did just fine. A few tears were shed and apparently four diapers were changed, but our little girl was just as we left her when we returned home. Grandma Jill hit the sack early, so I think its fair to say Maile kept her on her toes!
