Planes, trains and automobiles

Well, there were no planes, but the other things were featured in my weekend.

On Friday, D and I headed up to the great north. The Acela was packed heading out of Penn Station. I was only able to get a seat in the quiet car (!) and D got one in the cafe car. When I sat down, I noticed the signs and said involuntarily, "This is the quiet car? Oh, damn," but the people near me laughed and reassured me that it was ok. And E promptly fell asleep.

A couple of stops later, a conductor offered to reunite D and me in a non-quiet car. E woke up, but was placid. We shared a four-top with a couple of older women who fell in love with D. One of them wanted to hold E, and she seemed harmless, so I let her. Plus, she was next to me, on the inside seat, so she would have needed to climb over me if she were trying to steal him away ;)

The train ride was uneventful; I fed him a bunch of times, and that was about it. However, E does not like cars. That was my biggest misconception before having a baby. I thought they were passive, preference-less creatures.

Nope.

Today we had the baby gathering at the country club. Most of my cousins, aunts and uncles came to welcome E. A couple of friends from high school who still live in MA also came. It was great to see them. One of them has a blog where she'll probably put up pictures soon. I also have a good one of my niece and E, which I will try to post eventually.

Comments

This suzy said…
It sounds like you had a good trip! I guess it's a good thing that most of the travel was by train instead of car, if E doesn't like cars.
12:48 PM
Caro said…
Sammy hated car rides. I had to play kid's music CD's in the CD player on every trip.

Gah, it was hideous.
11:28 PM
Bearette said…
I am glad you said that. Everyone else keeps saying, "He's supposed to love cars!" He did sleep on the way into Boston (by car), but then he woke up and fussed.
10:02 AM
Anonymous said…
I have a friend who travels a lot with her young son (coming up on 2 yrs. now), and it just seems like a lot of work. She does it like it's not big deal, though. I'm glad you made it all right :)
2:09 PM
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