We were gone for four days and then we were home for two and now today Paul and I are headed to Palm Springs while my parents hang out with Ellerie.
It was a busy few days at home (if busy = fussing with the plants, doing six loads of laundry, mixing cocktails and getting started on the backyard fence project...not necessarily in that order). It's pretty fun in our house these days. Ellerie has learned to point. At everything. Animals. Balloons. Trees. Light bulbs. Strangers. Walls. She's not picky. But she LOVES it when she points at something and then you go touch it. Or better yet, bring her to it to touch herself. This age, man. It's the BEST.
I had a few requests for a post about traveling on an airplane with kiddos. I don't have much to say because right now air travel is just parenting in the sky. At eleven months, Ellerie is too old to sleep for the whole flight and too young to distract and seriously entertain with "new books she hasn't seen yet" or "walks down the aisle." Instead we let her empty all the magazines out of the backseat pocket over and over and over again. My only real recommendations are to just bring more food than you think you'll need and greet everyone with a smile. It's far from relaxing but it's not too painful.
Have a great weekend! Palm Springs, we LOVE you. See you soon.
ps : Palm Springs is THE most photogenic city in the world (next to maybe Tulum) so if you're bored, check out my favorite photo heavy desert posts from the archives. (one, two, three)
