Paul gets two weeks of leave time each year (which for him goes from July-June, not January-December). We used the first one last week to head up to Sacramento to visit family and celebrate Ellerie's baptism.
We arrived Saturday, dropped Ellerie off with Grandma and Grandpa and went down to the Citizen Hotel (where we held our wedding reception). I jokingly asked the guy at the front desk if we could have a discount because our wedding photos were hanging in the lobby and he was awesome enough to upgrade our room.
It was so nice to have some time to just the two of us and we went out for drinks and dinner (at Mulvaney's) to celebrate my birthday.
And then Sunday morning, Ellerie was baptized in the Lutheran Church that Paul and I were married in almost four years ago (my parents are members there).
Ellerie was the sweetest throughout the service. She did not react at all to the water being poured over her head and loved when the congregation clapped (my little one LOVES applause). It was so special to witness her baptism there with the pastor who married us.
The next few days were very relaxed. Lots of good coffee (Temple Downtown and Bloom up in Roseville). A run on our beloved bike trails. Crossword puzzles. Reading this book. Taking baths in the sink and playing peek-a-boo behind the couch. Good dinners and long walks. It was unseasonably nice weather for Northern California in February and we were thrilled about that.
And then Wednesday night, after some airport delays and a short flight that felt way too long, we were so thrilled to be home. We all slept well in our own beds and I tweeted perhaps the most accurate statement of my life : "we spent five days living out of suitcases with a baby and now I understand that REAL LIFE at OUR HOUSE is a vacation."
True story.
