This past weekend, the Mr had to attend a delegates meeting in New Jersey. So, instead of staying at home, Lil’Man and I flew to Texas to visit my parents. It was his first plane flight, so I was seriously nervous. I’d heard nightmare stories about the TSA harrassing nursing moms, and I wanted to make sure my little guy had enough food for the 5 1/2 hour flight. I was worried about how my munchkin would do on the plane. I was worried how I would do on the plane. I packed the carry-ons for almost every contingency.
Thankfully, the Oakland Airport TSA was wonderfully informed about my rights as a mom–I got no grief about my pumped breastmilk or the baby food packets I packed in Lil’Man’s diaper bag (the TSA in San Antonio was a completely different story, but let’s not dwell on that). And as a bonus, the Mr was allowed to get an “escort pass” and go through security with us, so getting to our gate was a breeze. And my little man did beautifully. Not that he didn’t have his moments, but he slept, played, and looked out the window most of the time. I’m so proud of him.

Despite all the toys I brought, he found my empty, plastic cup the most interesting.

And he loved Texas. Yes, it was ridiculously hot and muggy (at least, to us pampered Bay Area dwellers; my parents thought the weather felt nice and cool), but he scooted around in his little summer onesie and was perfectly happy.
Our first day there, we headed out to the zoo. Now, the zoo in San Antonio is part of a larger…complex, if you will. It’s several hunderd acres of awesomeness. There’s a large public park, a golf course, a wildlife museum, a children’s museum, a mini amusement park and sunken Japanese gardens. Connecting all of these sites is a small train. I personally love riding the train, so we hopped on that first and I’m so glad we did. Lil’Man LOVED the train. L-O-V-E-D it. He was riveted as soon as he heard the whistle. He bounced a few time (which he does when he’s excited) and he’d turn around now and then and give me a huge grin, but otherwise, he just leaned forward, grabbed the railing and took it all in. I think he takes his train riding very seriously.

We stopped at the Sunken Gardens — a large garden which you have to walk down into. It’s got some beautiful plants, but the main attraction for kids seems to be the koi ponds. Some of those koi are as big, if not bigger, than my little man. He liked them, but they weren’t as cool as the train.

We never did make it to the zoo. After the train ride, the gardens, more train riding and then some strawberry ice cream, Lil’Man was plumb tuckered out.

And that was just Friday.

