It isn’t often that the threat of a hurricane has me traveling TO Florida.
Hurricane Irene's potential path inspired an impromptu visit to Florida for Aiden and me.
Clyde and Kona stayed home in North Carolina to prepare the house as Mom and Dad Lyons (and the cats!) welcomed Aiden and me upon our arrival in Tampa.
We hope that the storm heads west, out to sea, and that damages are minimal.
Aiden and I left Wednesday afternoon on Aiden’s first travel experience.
Managing baby and baggage was made much easier with Clyde dropping us off, Dad picking us up, and suitcase and carseat checked for the flights. Aiden made fast friends with flight attendants and fellow passengers, passing out smiles freely.
UPDATE: I was on the phone with Clyde on Friday at 12:48 pm, when the area lost power. He is alright, well-supplied, and prepared. Our house is further inland, and at less risk than much of the base and surrounding areas. We hope the storm passes quickly and that everyone is safe.
Master of the speedy low-crawl, Aiden pauses (ever so briefly) for a photo.
Clyde has never seen me with the baby carrier on--he thinks I look hilarious, as if preparing for an expedition. He snapped this one just before we headed off to the airport.
Clyde boarded up the doors that lead from the kitchen to the back patio. Kona is confused by this--she loves to look through the back doors.
Aiden gets up on hands and knees, preparing to crawl. I have the camera ready in case he gets the full crawl down while Clyde is gone (which he probably will).
Dad and I played with Aiden until he tuckered out--passing out on the family room floor surrounded by toys.
