We hadn’t done it yet, so we tried some outings with Zoe this weekend. Some worked, some didn’t, but it was a good time.
Our History Department had a picnic Friday night, so that was a nice chance to sneak in to a pretty calm event. We didn’t have her for long (but we got her back!), but it was fun. We got to see Zoe with other people who hadn’t met her before, and she took it pretty well. I should say, she took it well until we hit the car to go home. Then she tested out her lungs. They work.
Saturday, though, was a big day. Too big, really, but fun while it lasted. Zoe had pictures with a friend who took our Doria pictures last year. We all needed to get that done. They are spectacular. It was a long trip for her, but she held up. So there should be a heart-stealing sample:
Try to resist the eyes. I dare you.
Last year, we had a poignant and painful trip to our favorite Mexican restaurant in town. They were excited this year, too, but much more subdued about it. We were hungry, and we decided it was time for Zoe to go see our favorite restaurant and restaurant people. They were excited! The owner and his wife were at the door, and we lost Zoe within a few seconds for some really sweet moments. Some other guests looked a little confused that they would come right for our baby, but it’s a familia thing. It was a fantastic visit. We ended up in the same booth as our awkward trip last year, but everyone’s eyes were so much happier this time around. It was an exciting visit. Zoe wouldn’t eat the chips this time, but I’m sure we’ll get that going soon enough. It was just a phenomenal visit with smiles and happiness all around. Here’s a token effort to get Zoe to chip in:
Then we did some family and football stuff. It was a good Saturday for Zoe, and we relearned another thing. Our little introvert doesn’t do excitement like that all day long. She shut down hard for the night. We planned to take her to church the next morning for that first trip, and everything blew up 2 minutes before we planned to head out, so we decided to stay home, get things taken care of, and push that trip back. With the over-stimulation, Zoe crashed all day until about 7 or 8, when she finally ate a full meal that she wanted again. It was good to have her back!
Right around 8:50, Zoe offered up another nice moment. I heard that nice poopy sound, and found this strange streak on the front of my jeans. It didn’t take a genius or any time to figure that out. Zoe got the jeans and the shirt, finishing the weekend in style!
We got a lot of firsts out of the way this weekend. Zoe had a big run, a big crash, and a big recovery. That was nice on its own merits, and I couldn’t be happier, even with the poop.