Thursday was Sara's 30th birthday, and we celebrated that evening with her family. Lara flew into town Thursday morning to meet her nephew, and later in the afternoon Bart, Joni, Bart's mom Jane, and Bart's sister Katie and her son Aidan arrived to meet Connor and enjoy a nice dinner. I know that for many people, 30th birthdays are a time to reflect back on the passing of youth, but I don't think that Sara or I experienced that phenomenon this year. Our birthdays became a little less significant in the wake of such a life changing event occurring right around the same time. If anything was going to make us feel old, it was going to be planning our lives around an infant rather than a silly number.
Thursday evening was really nice, as Connor was able to meet his third Great Grandma and his only aunt. I think one of the coolest parts about parenthood thus far has been seeing that we're not the only people that have been overjoyed with his birth. Having a new member of the family has been special for everyone, and the amount of love and support that Connor receives is incredible. It absolutely takes a group effort to raise a child, and I have no doubts about the size or passion of the group surrounding Connor. We spent the night on the back patio as it has been a little warm in Southern California of late, enjoying the evening cool and a delicious dinner. Around 9:30 everyone hit the road after wishing the little guy sweet dreams, and Lara and Sara and I were able to spend a little time together before we all decided bed was calling our name as well.
On Friday I managed to skip out of work a little early and we drove down to Long Beach to meet Matt and Megan Moyneur and their daughter Paige for lunch before they headed off a quick 3 day cruise down to Ensenada. Matt was the first of my friends to have a child, and I still remember meeting Paige at a UCLA tailgate when she was just a couple months old. It is absolutely amazing how much difference a couple of years makes, and it made me think again that we absolutely need to treasure every moment, as I'm sure it will be gone before we know it.
After making it home Sara and I got ready for another first on Friday night, Sara was going to the New Kids on the Block / Back Street Boys Concert (Connor can't even hold his own head up and he knew to be embarrassed about this) and leaving Connor and me home alone for almost 6 hours. With breast milk in the fridge and only a small amount of worry she headed out for an evening with friends. Not only did Connor, Huck and I all survive (Sara said beforehand she had the most faith in Huck), but it was an amazing time for me to bond with Connor. I fed him twice, managed to get him to sleep a few times, and and some general hanging out time. I have been a little jealous of all the time, however necessary it is, that Sara gets to spend with him, and this was a great way for me to get some of that time back.
On Saturday Connor got to meet his aunt (second aunt, aunt once removed...does anyone know how these terms all work???) Kelly and his cousin Bennett who is about 14 months old. Again, quite amazing to see the huge differences in development in such a short amount of time. After chatting for a little while Sara, Connor, Lara, Kelly, Bennet, Huck and I all headed over to a park with a playground near our house. I'm sure we were quite the production heading down the sidewalk with Huck darting back and forth to smell everything and multiple strollers. We packed a little picnic and had lunch over there, and then Bennett had some time in the swings and both boys went down the slide. Later in the evening we all just crashed after a pretty full day and knowing what was in store in the next couple of days with the big Generations Party on Sunday and 4th of July on Monday (we'll cover those in the next post, this has already gone on long enough).
Last, but certainly not least, a sampling from the overflowing memory card.
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