Napa

I would love to say that our trip was smooth and incident free, but I would be lying.

Really lying!

On the day that we left San Francisco, Piper was sitting on the bed helping me put things into my purse. And by helping me, I mean she was pulling out everything that I was putting in. I don't know how it happened, but one second we were doing just that when all of a sudden both Piper and my purse were in a heap on the floor. Yikes. A mini freak out followed this, by me, not Piper! I won't be getting the mother of the year award this year!!

We rented a minivan and set off for Napa via the Muir Woods. A beautiful drive, but oh so incredibly twisty turny and winding. This was nauseating for all of us who were facing forward, but you can imagine how it felt for poor little Piper who was riding backwards.

Imagine no further. With the twisting roads no more than 5 minutes behind us, she started to projectile vomit all over herself and the minivan seat. (Thank God for leather seats!) Ugh!

Recalling the reactions of all the other passengers on board made this incident at least a little funny in the end. After the communal "UGH" ended, here are the reactions:

Me: Of course the worrying mother trying to hover over her and hold her little hand to make sure she was okay.

Mark: "She just projectile vomited everywhere". Tell us something we didn't know!

Kelly-Anne: Being the other mother in the car, quickly produced a package of tissues for me to use to start the clean up.

Ryan: "Is it going to smell?? Cause if it is I'm going to need to pull over!!" Ha! Oh don't worry Ryan, she's just fine. Thanks for asking. LOL.

Nathan: "Piper made a mess!" :-)

Oh my. Have I stated that traveling with a baby has really change our travel style?

Piper was (is) just fine! I wish I could say that this was an isolated incident, but then I would by lying again. The California coastline is NOT very straight, so we had a repeat moment traveling from Oakland to Morro Bay.

That just happened the be the very same day that Piper also had a poop explosion that almost reached her armpits.

This may also have been the same day that Piper pulled Mark's coffee cup towards her at lunch and started screaming as the hot coffee spilled onto her hand and arm.

No. No mother-of-the-year awards being handed out over here. But I do think I should get some sort of award for surviving this trip... and for keeping Piper happy while doing so.

In Morro Bay, there was a beautiful little fire pit just outside where our rooms were. I had envisioned sitting out there with a glass of wine once Piper was in bed. Instead, I spent the evening scrubbing vomit and poop off of her little clothes in the bathroom sink. Hmmm, now that I think of it. I really should have at least had the wine!

Enjoy these photos of Napa. We went through a lot to get them!

xo

At the entrance to the Muir Woods!

Hangin' with the big trees.

Playing with the recyclables was much more fun than
playing with my toys!

But playing with the full bottles was more interesting again!

Wine tasting in Napa! 

Hands up! You're under arrest. It's the POOlice!

At the pool with Daddy!

If only every day could be like this!