it’s a long way to Tipperary

James did fantastic in his car seat for the first hour of our trek yesterday. After which point he was quite annoyed at being stuck in a car seat for so long, despite the constant ministrations of Miss Butterfly, who remained cheery the whole time.

There was a slight respite in his crying when we took him for his first time into a Taco Bell for dinner. He seemed pretty happy to put down some food, even if it was the same breastmilk, formula, and enzymes as he was used to. And he slept peaceably in the car for about 15 more minutes before the screaming continued.

When we got to Grandma and Grandpa’s, he stopped crying instantly, and clung tightly to Grandpa’s tee shirt when he held him. The road warrior got a good night’s sleep, and was fed twice through the tube. Today and tomorrow and Saturday will be three more road tests, as we go to Ft. Walton Beach, back to Tallahassee, and back home.

Time to check his blood sugar.