Galveston

This post is about a month overdue, but it has been a busy few weeks around here. Over Memorial Day, we went with Wes' family to Galveston to celebrate his sister, Allie's, graduation from high school. I'll admit I had a bit of anxiety going into the weekend. We have only taken Ryan on a "trip" with us once before and it went horribly. He didn't sleep basically at all during the night and it was just miserable. Granted this was when he was about 8 months old, but it scarred us enough to where we never take him on our trips (he just goes to the grandparents). Luckily, he had his own room and crib and by the time we got there Friday afternoon, he was more than ready for a nap. The room was amazing because it had storm shutters in it and was pitch black. I thought it may scare him a bit, but after talking up the room and how it was his, he feel asleep very quickly and we ended up having to wake him up after 2.5 hours. He kept talking about how his room was dark and that he liked the dark room.

The house was wonderful, right on Pirate's Beach, with plenty of room for us all. Allie had brought one of her friends with her, Mallory (whom Ryan had never met before), so he just assumed we were at Mallory's house and referred to it as that all weekend. That afternoon, we relaxed by the beach, read, and cooked dinner. Unfortunately, Wes had his final weekend of his first year of MBA school, so he had school all day both Friday and Saturday. He spent a decent amount of time driving back and forth from Rice to Galveston. That night, Ryan slept like a champ while we enjoyed some Mexican Train Dominoes. We even had to wake up him around 9 am the next morning (luckily the great sleeping continued all weekend). On a side note, as soon as we got home, we put up some cheapy blackout canvas in his room, so he now has a dark room as well. It's definitely lengthened his sleep into the morning and even naps.

We got him all "sunscreamed" up Saturday morning to get ready for a day at the beach.

We laid out by the beach some where Ryan insisted on playing washers and relaxing in the sun. Unfortunately, Ryan HATED the seaweed, or as he called it, the teaweed. He wouldn't even let us carry him through it to get in the water. He thought it was going to legitimately hurt us and he did not like it on our feet. To his defense, it was pretty bad - there were just mounds of it everywhere and the tide was pretty strong that weekend. So we just settled for playing in the sand instead.

 Uncle Jon and Ryan

 He wanted to lay out like the big kids, but couldn't take the sun in his face apparently!

We headed to the country club that afternoon to enjoy the pool, so that he could show off his swimming skills and escape the heat. He also learned how to dunk us and thinks he is hot stuff now.

Sunday, we repeated our schedule of eating, swimming, more eating, napping/relaxing, more eating and playing games, but this time all with Wes. I was so impressed with how well Ryan adapted and most importantly, how well he slept. Maybe we'll consider taking him on more trips with us!

Mexican Train at night

 Ryan even joined in for some Bananagrams

Ryan and GiGi

 

The High School Grad and Ryan

We got up Monday morning, packed up, and headed home. First, we had to make a stop at Cheddar's, one of my all time favorite places, since there isn't one that close to us. It was such a nice weekend and a great way to start off the summer and Wes' 7 weeks of no school!!!