Brent's big weekend

Brent was a very busy guy this weekend. My best friend Courtney married Andre in San Francisco and Brent attended all of the festivities. This was not easy to pull off but with a lot of planning (and pumping!), it was a success. Brent and I started off Friday by going to the hair salon to get my hair blown out. He was a very good boy, just sat in my lap and took it all in.

We got into San Francisco Friday afternoon and attended the rehearsal at Flood Mansion, happy hour at Kell's (dive bar), and the rehearsal dinner at Bocce. Brent was completely over-stimulated by the time we arrived at the rehearsal dinner. Apparently his eyes started working this week so he can see much further and looking at the world can drive a little boy crazy. Ryan was really great during dinner, he stepped away with the screaming guy so I could eat and somewhat enjoy myself. He finally stopped crying at about 9:30 pm and we headed to the hotel. Checking into the hotel was hilarious. Friday night, lobby full of people, and we're dropping baby gear, like a bathtub, left and right in the lobby.

Saturday was full of wedding festivities. I left Ryan and Brent armed with bottles in the hotel room and had a fantastic time celebrating with the bride, Courtney, and the other bridesmaids. Brent was asked to be the ring bearer and amazingly he actually made it down the aisle without crying. We brought Brent's swing with us to the wedding, and it saved us. The little guy slept for four hours during the reception! Such a gift. Ryan and Grandma checked on him every 10 minutes. Eventually he woke up but was pretty happy in the Bjorn with Ryan. We left the party at about 10:30. Grandpa volunteered (or was volunteered) to babysit so the rest of us headed to the after party at the top of the Marriott. I'm not sure about everyone else but I had a really great time and was so thankful to my family, especially Ryan, for taking over the baby responsibilities.

Sunday we went to lunch at Courtney's parent's house and indulged ourselves in burritos and margaritas.

Monday was Brent's first Giants game. He did really well and was the cutest little fan I've ever seen. We treated ourselves to club level tickets, I might be spoiled for good now.

Next weekend is going to be so boring in comparison!