San Diego and Over the Line

Well, I can officially say that we haven't allowed Connor to cramp our social lives too much, as it seems that every weekend has been packed with outings, introductions and a very full cargo area in the Rav4.  This past weekend was no different as we made our way down to San Diego for the annual Over the Line tournament.  My Dad and I have played in this event together 6 of the past 8 years, and it provided an excellent excuse to come down to San Diego and have Connor meet more family friends.

As is true with many babies, the bouncing of the car puts Connor to sleep pretty nicely, so the drive down on Friday afternoon was very uneventful.  My dad and I, along with Steve and Nick Gedestad, headed down to Fiesta Island for a little practice pretty quickly, and Connor and Sara got settled at the house.  While we were at practice Diane Pascall came over to meet Connor, who I'm sure was charming. After practice we got ourselves cleaned up and headed to the backyard for dinner and drinks.  Connor was able to meet Steve, Kris, Nick and Jenn,  as well as my cousin Erin, and we all had a really nice night.  In the morning the guys got up and headed back out to the Island at 6am to begin the OTL experience.  Kris and Jenn made it down to the Island a little later to cheer us on, but Connor, Sara and Nana Means stayed home.  OTL only has a few rules regarding behavior during the event, but they are fairly strict on their B's policies (no babies, bottles or bowsers).  We also didn't think that Connor needed to have the finest sand in the world blowing all over him the entire day, getting in all his wrinkly, chubby folds.

Our play during the day was not it's best, but we had fun as always.  While we were away Connor got to meet a few more of the San Diego contingent; Erin came over again in the morning for a little 1 on Connor time, John and Nancy Watt came over for a little while, and then Leanne Quirk arrived later in the day.  We've found that on the weekends we're rarely holding the little guy, unless of course he's crying or fussing, when he seems to miraculously make his way back into either Sara's arms or mine.  We managed another low key night on Saturday night, chowing down on pizza and all crashing early, as it was a long day for all of us.

Sunday morning was a chance for Connor to meet the rest of the Means family.  We had brunch at my parent's house with Gammer, Jim and Lark, Greg and Branden and Genevieve.  Along with the family Amanda and Jeremy Allen came over.  It was a fun morning celebrating Connor as well as my uncle Jim who just received his PhD.  We hung out in San Diego until about 3 in the afternoon when we hit the road to head home.  Connor again was very well behaved on the ride home, and once home we all enjoyed the comforts of home and started resting up for the week ahead.

A few photos from the week, and Connor making many of his introductions (and we promise we actually do hold our own baby on occasion, even if it doesn't seem like it in all the photos).