Friday Night

We were supposed to have a visitor this weekend, but her trip was unfortunately cancelled. :(

To make the best of it, we decided to throw caution to the wind, and take Amelia out past her bedtime last night. The last couple times we've attempted that, we've gotten screams the whole way home (remember Cleveland in August, Michelle?! ugh).

Chris's college hockey team was playing at Bowling Green (about 90 mins away), so we decided to go! We primed the situation by getting right on the road after picking her up from the Sitter's, and sure enough, she fell asleep in the car for a good hour of the trip. So then it was around 6:30pm and I hopped in the back and fed her some veggies to keep her happy. Once we were inside, we figured she'd be happy as a clam, for the first part at least, because she loves crowds.

First, she was like "where am I at 7pm - this is not my crib"

Then she was like *yawn* "this isn't so bad.... those guys look kinda funny moving around like that..."

And then she started really noticing all the fun people around us, and they noticed her (cue the "oh my goodness, she's so cuuuuute!") and voila - Amelia is in her element. She's so vain.

She was checking out the little boy behind us (like her mama, prefers older men).

We fed her various things throughout the game, to keep her extra happy. She really seemed to have a great time.

And then comes the much-feared trip home....

As we got on the road, I sat in the back and fed her as much as she would take from a bottle. Then Chris pulled off and I hopped in the front. She went right to sleep and slept the whole way back. She woke up, quite upset, but I fed her and put her to bed.

So, she finally got in bed at 11pm, almost 4 hours past when she usually does, but she had gotten 2 serious naps already. She slept just fine last night, until 7:30 this morning (and we were thankful that it wasn't her usual 6:30).