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Monday, October 6th, 2008
Apple Picking... A Disaster
We decided to head out to an apple farm yesterday with a friend of Roger's from work, Matthew, his wife, Lauren, and their son who about a year and a half, Jacob.
Our trip with Tripp turned out to not be the most fun in the whole world. We rushed out the door a few minutes late, got lost, and then got stuck in traffic. So, we were about an hour late meeting Matthew, Lauren, and Jacob. Tripp managed to sleep in the car during the ride there and woke up when we arrived. Because we were already late, Roger and I made the decision to quickly change him in the back of the car so that he wouldn't need to be changed in the orchards. He was still sleepy and got really cranky. Then, the day was cool and he needed a jacket. I tried putting the jacket on him (this was the first time he has worn anything like this), he was having none of it. Had I been paying attention to the time, I would have realized that he was getting ready to have a food crisis... I wasn't paying attention because we were so late. Roger and I both thought that taking the stroller was a bad idea because he can't stand being in his carseat while he is awake and we didn't bring his "big boy" stroller, only the snap and go.
We walk into the orchards and find The Rubins in the petting zoo. It smelled really bad. Keep in mind that Matthew has only met Tripp when he was two weeks old and fast asleep and Lauren and Jacob have never met him. As soon as we walk up, Tripp starts screaming and arching his back away from Roger. After a few minutes, I'm like, "He's hungry." So, we get the bottle out and Roger gives it to him. Tripp promptly spits up on his new and very cute jacket and Roger. Nice. Even after his meal, still very fussy. Roger and I look at each other and think that we should leave. But, we decided to stick it out. It had taken us two hours or maybe a little less to get there... since we got lost.
We headed out to the orchards. They was a hay ride, but the line was too long so we walked. Tripp still hated his jacket so I eventually took it off. Then, he seemed to be a little happier. We tried to get some good pictures as that was the whole point of going. We stopped at the pumpkin patch of the orchard to get more pictures (no need for us to get a pumpkin since we'll be in NC for Halloween :0) ) On our way out, we bought some apple butter, an apple pie, and paid for the 5 apples that we picked. We decided to go out to dinner with the Rubins once we were back in the city. Thankfully, Tripp redeemed himself. He actually slept through most of dinner and then woke up to have another bottle and we left. No crying this time.
Roger and I were exhausted when we got back and know that we will make better choices and decisions next time. I should have watched the clock closer, we should have taken the stroller (then we could have covered him up with blankets), and we should try to get better directions. If we want more pictures, we can go to any of the millions of pumpkin patches near my mom's when we are home.
Apple Picking... A Disaster
We decided to head out to an apple farm yesterday with a friend of Roger's from work, Matthew, his wife, Lauren, and their son who about a year and a half, Jacob.
Our trip with Tripp turned out to not be the most fun in the whole world. We rushed out the door a few minutes late, got lost, and then got stuck in traffic. So, we were about an hour late meeting Matthew, Lauren, and Jacob. Tripp managed to sleep in the car during the ride there and woke up when we arrived. Because we were already late, Roger and I made the decision to quickly change him in the back of the car so that he wouldn't need to be changed in the orchards. He was still sleepy and got really cranky. Then, the day was cool and he needed a jacket. I tried putting the jacket on him (this was the first time he has worn anything like this), he was having none of it. Had I been paying attention to the time, I would have realized that he was getting ready to have a food crisis... I wasn't paying attention because we were so late. Roger and I both thought that taking the stroller was a bad idea because he can't stand being in his carseat while he is awake and we didn't bring his "big boy" stroller, only the snap and go.
We walk into the orchards and find The Rubins in the petting zoo. It smelled really bad. Keep in mind that Matthew has only met Tripp when he was two weeks old and fast asleep and Lauren and Jacob have never met him. As soon as we walk up, Tripp starts screaming and arching his back away from Roger. After a few minutes, I'm like, "He's hungry." So, we get the bottle out and Roger gives it to him. Tripp promptly spits up on his new and very cute jacket and Roger. Nice. Even after his meal, still very fussy. Roger and I look at each other and think that we should leave. But, we decided to stick it out. It had taken us two hours or maybe a little less to get there... since we got lost.
We headed out to the orchards. They was a hay ride, but the line was too long so we walked. Tripp still hated his jacket so I eventually took it off. Then, he seemed to be a little happier. We tried to get some good pictures as that was the whole point of going. We stopped at the pumpkin patch of the orchard to get more pictures (no need for us to get a pumpkin since we'll be in NC for Halloween :0) ) On our way out, we bought some apple butter, an apple pie, and paid for the 5 apples that we picked. We decided to go out to dinner with the Rubins once we were back in the city. Thankfully, Tripp redeemed himself. He actually slept through most of dinner and then woke up to have another bottle and we left. No crying this time.
Roger and I were exhausted when we got back and know that we will make better choices and decisions next time. I should have watched the clock closer, we should have taken the stroller (then we could have covered him up with blankets), and we should try to get better directions. If we want more pictures, we can go to any of the millions of pumpkin patches near my mom's when we are home.
"mommy-my diaper is full" or whatever might be wrong with him...just kidding. He screamed for a full 2.5 hours yesterday. Tried everything and eventually his face turned really red, his eyes got really big and I felt a huge poopy in his diaper. He was fine after that...like the last 2.5 hours didn't happen. Matt and I looked very frazzled and he just looked at us like "what?" I know what you mean about babies. I also pack for a week when going our for eggs and milk.
We did not get any "Liquid Apples", that sounds good though and maybe we needed some after our trip there! You are right, hindsight is 20/20.
We have had a better day today, so that is good. He is sitting up in his Bumbo seat like a big boy (or kind of) and played with the toy on his swing today. The things that excite me!
-bek
Yes, I think pictures in NC pumpkin patches may work better, we've had upper 70's all week and this week is supposed to be 80's.