Thankfully, she slept most of the way. The problem arose when she awoke and wanted to eat; she would not take a bottle... at all. So much for a quick stop before continuing on our way. This automatically added at least another hour onto our trip.
Now compound that with traffic, and not really traffic in our area, either. I'm talking rush-hour traffic in PA followed by construction on 81 (but when is there NOT construction on 81?). Thankfully, we hit the construction traffic just as Leah woke up and wanted to eat. Did I mention that she wouldn't take the bottle? While inching our way to an exit, I tried calming and placating our very angry daughter. Is it any surprise, then, that my efforts were futile?
At least the rest of the trip was enjoyable. Leah met her Uncle Erik, Aunt Dib, and cousins Kate and Mila for the first time. Then Saturday she was showered with love thanks to the baby shower that Dib and Mel (Grandma Mel) threw for us. So, despite a rough beginning, all turned out well in the end. Even the return trip wasn't so bad, but that could be because Scott and I had a better idea of what to expect... and how much time it would take.
Scott reads Leah a story about Spiderman as we wait for the nurse to administer her shots. (Oh, her two-month stats: 11.14 oz, 22" long. And the motor skills of a four-month old.)
Leah (in green) with her cousins Mila and Kate (standing).

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Love the pic of Scott reading to her - she is a rolly-polly little thing. Of course she's gifted already - were there any doubts??
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