As I promised, an entry about our recent trip and some of the disasters of travelling. We went to Phoenix to go to New Mom’s cousins wedding. We drove out seeing how the trip is about 6 hours by car. I wanted to be on the road VERY early (like 4am early) because the last thing I needed was a cranky baby as we are travelling through the desert on the way.
We did not get out on time (of course! timeliness is a thing of the past, as most parents of young children will tell you) but still got out early enough where we were going to beat the hell that is the 91 freeway (ask anyone who lives in Orange county, they will share the love of the 91 freeway with you). We caught up with my Brother in Law, his wife and their baby in Blythe and had breakfast with them. The rest of the trip was pretty uneventful until we got about 20-30 away from the hotel. That is when the little guys patience finally wore out. We called ahead and thankfully the hotel had a room ready and had no problem letting us check in a few hours early.
We arrived at out hotel which was BEAUTIFUL (Kudos to the Sheraton Hotel, we really enjoyed the stay) and had a lovely room on the club level. we were up on the 7th floor. We started unpacking our many bags(another side effect of traveling with a child, sometimes it feels like we are bringing half the house with us) and starting to unwind. I decided to lay down for a few minutes and get a short power nap. As I was drifting off to sleepyland, new mom was taking a freshly changed diaper out of the room and finding a trash can to put it in…
…new dad (me) said sleepily “OK dear, I’ll be right here with the baby ZZZZZZZZ.”
She was gone less than five minutes…
The next thing I heard was “OH MY GOD! WILLIAM!!!” I could have guessed 50 different things what new mom came back to and would have been wrong 50 times. It seems our little monster got his hands on the travel powder that was in the diaper bag, the BRAND NEW travel talcum powder which had the seal removed off it less than an hour before and EMPTIED it! it looked like a set from scarface. There was powder everywhere. He looked like a ghost, covered in powder, in his hair, on his face, all over his clothes. It was on the walls, on our suitcases, all over the bedspread (you pounded it and a cloud of powder came up).
New mom and I then spent the next 45 minutes cleaning the room. it is not easy cleaning up an entire bottle of talcum powder. we were wiping down all the surfaces in the room multiple times. I had to roll the bedspread up and hang it off the balcony and pound out all the powder. It was no fun.
here are a couple of pictures of our adventures in powderland…
Now remember, we have been in the room for less than an hour and we are already cleaning up a BIG mess. My brother in Law, his wife and their baby came over and we went to the hotel pool to hang out. We ordered a couple of adult beverages and then when it was time to go our separate ways we returned to the room, wiped everything down again and was going to relax.
Please note, I said was going to relax.
I went to the restroom and heard “NO, Don’t!” Now as you all know, my favorite word when it comes to Xavier is “NO” as I explained in an earlier post. When I came out to the room, New Mon and baby boy were on the balcony looking over it. Out little athlete decided to throw his relatively new ball over the railing. this is a problem when your room is on the SEVENTH floor! Yup, down on the roof below our room was his bright orange football, almost laughing at us, saying “this is what happens when you aren’t watching what your almost two year old is doing! Ha ha ha!” I called the concierge and asked if they had anyone left that could go on the roof and get it (we saw workers on the roof doing something before we went down to the pool). The very nice lady on the other end of the phone did say it was not the average request that she gets everyday bot not even close to the strangest she has ever gotten either. Within ten minutes, we saw a maintenance man walk out and retrieve the ball for us.
Not the throw that resulted in a call to the concierge, but I liked how this pic came out
that was not really even the end of it for Xavier, but those were the highlights for him. And we learned yet again, it only takes a moment, as number one says in the Monsters movies “watching, always watching…”
A lesson we continue to learn.