This past week Noah was actually not along side us, though. Scott and I embarked on our first vacation (or even overnight) alone since the peanut was born. My mom flew out to stand in for mom and dad while we gallivanted around wine country. We could not be more thankful for her being here as it allowed both of us to truly relax knowing the Noah was in the best possible hands (seriously, he probably got more attention than when we are home!).
|Day 1 away was chock full of wine tasting. Seriously, I don't know how we even got out of bed the next day...there was a lot of whining.|
|When we checked into our amazing hotel we were told we had been upgraded to a suite. I am 99% sure that this has NEVER happened to me before. It was divine.|
|That night we went to The Girl & the Fig for dinner. And took pictures of each other across the table...just like old times!|
|I sure do love him.|
|And the next day, to avoid a certain death, we camped by the pool and nursed our hangovers so we could rally for...|
|The wedding! Seriously, amazing. It was unbelievable...not a detail left untended.|
|Thank, Crick, for supplying my wedding fashion this season!|
|I mean, seriously?! Could this place be more beautiful?!|
|I will leave you to create your own caption for this photo. Let's just say I miss these characters!|
|Any more takers on caption ideas?!|
|Out of order...but a little pre-wedding celebration.|
|Scott learned about Instagram...it was a good day.|
Monday we were extremely anxious to get home to our boy. I am pretty sure Scott sped the whole way to avoid hearing me whine about how badly I wanted to get him in my arms!
|PEANUT!!!!! This is after bath that night...LOOK at that hair. One of these days we'll stop his comb-over :-).|
I'll be back with Noah's week 42 update. It will be pretty short since we spent a majority of the week in a wine induced stupor :-).