Austin...For a Day

We took a road trip to Austin for the holiday weekend. Figuring that it's only three hours away, surely it would be an easy two-night, three-day trip. So NOT the case. We left Saturday morning hoping that Quinn would nap in the car. Nope. Then we checked into the hotel hoping Quinn would nap in the pak n' play. Nope. Not only nope, but he CLIMBED out of it! There goes the pak n' play. Dang. So we got up and decided to start our adventure. Austin has a great feel. To me, it felt like Auburn in a bigger city. And the hills, trees, and overall greenery are such a nice change from ugly old Houston! We visited the LBJ Presidential Library; which was AWESOME! I hope Quinn loves history as much as I do!

Ben took great care of Quinn while I snapped photos throughout the library- many of which didn't come out since no flash was allowed. Quinn without a nap is like Dennis the Menace on a sugar high. Next we walked around the UT football stadium. It's nice and all, but Jordan-Hare still rules!
We also enjoyed a little nature-time in the middle of the city. Quinn was quick to take off his hat and throw it in the stream. Lovely.

Without boring you with the rest of the details, here's a quick recap: Stubb's BBQ, UT Bell Tower, dinner with our old friend, David Knowles,
Amy's Ice Cream (and our first family photo booth session), and a drive down 6th Street. Back at the hotel, Quinn freaked out about being in a hotel room. And did not go to sleep. Until midnight. Then woke up at 2am. And did not go to sleep. Until 4am. The only way we got him to sleep was turn on Toy Story on the laptop....until he couldn't hold his eyes open any longer. We got up twice to drive home, but decided to just come back in the morning. Both Ben and I were furious, exhausted, frustrated, and disappointed. This trip ruined my lofty plans of taking weekend trips across Texas. Or anywhere for that matter. In closing, we spent ONE day in Austin. But after the awful night we had, we left on a high note by visiting Sweetish Hill Cafe and Bakery for breakfast.

Oh, and as soon as we got home, Quinn went sleep. So no Fourth of July celebration for us. There's always next year!