Walking in Memphis

Well, we are not technically walking in Memphis. At the moment I am sitting and Reese doesn't know how to walk. Reese is actually sleeping. I guess he has adjusted to the change of time zone well because we still have 30 minutes before he would be awake at home.

We could not have been more proud of him yesterday. He was a trooper dealing with the airport, the plane, and all the craziness of settling into a new place for a few days. Even the TSA people at ATL commented about how cute and sweet he was. You know those TSA people aren't always friendly especially at 8:30 am in the country's busiest airport. I guess this is why it surprised me when two different sets of people asked to be moved from the seats behind us on the plane.

Reese got a little fussy in the terminal, but that was because it was time to eat. He is always a little fussy at meal times, especially if you don't feed him fast enough. Once we boarded we gave him some snacks and a bottle and he was good. I was very concerned about his ears, but it didn't seem to bother him. He never got upset, but was excited and laughed a lot. If you have ever been around this child, you know everything he does is full speed ahead... even laughing. He was a little loud, but that is the sweetest sound to me.

We started out with a man behind us and before we even took off, he asked to be moved. Soon two ladies were behind us. About half way into the flight we realized that they had moved also. I am not sure why, they missed seeing my sweet baby sleep. He went to sleep about half way through the flight which was his regular nap time.

He was a real trooper yesterday and had a lot of first experiences. You can check out his blog to see the photos of those. Well, it is time to feed the Reese man then we're off to Mississippi to the outlet mall. (Bryan is playing golf. We'll do some serious tourist stuff when he returns!)