Tough Grandpa

Learning our flight into Haiti was cancelled last Tuesday was very hard news. Even harder was learning that American Airlines couldn't get us rebooked until Friday. We weren't sure what we would do at first and slowly a plan came together. Terri decided she'd return to Norfolk that evening so she could get a few days of work in and then she'd return Thursday evening.
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My Dad lives in central Florida, so we decided that we'd rent a car and drive up to stay with him a few days. On our way we would stop and see the Rockstar Family. Then we'd drive back to Miami on Thursday and stay the night so we could fly into Haiti first thing Friday morning.
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Seeing the Rockstars was awesome. They are an incredible family. We had fun seeing their big family in action. I thought it would be mad chaos, but it wasn't. They have wonderfully behaved kids who are so helpful.
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We made it to my Dad's house really late on Tuesday. He, of course, was thrilled to have us - especially Tristan. I think it is so very special that he got to meet Tristan at such a young age. They hung out a lot. For the most part I had him feed the baby while we were there. It was really cool to see them hanging out together.
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We are really committed to helping Tristan learn how to fall asleep on his own. With three little kids I just can't rock him to sleep each night, nor do I want to get into a routine of doing so that lasts for years. My Dad agreed with us. He told us we'd just have to let him cry it out or we'd be setting ourselves up for hard times. One night we were sitting around the dinner table and he was explaining how we just needed to let him cry. Then, about two minutes later he said, "I'll be right back." Yup, tough Grandpa couldn't let the baby cry. Tough Granpa also hated that we swaddle Tristan for sleep. Tristan's worst enemy is his own hands. He hits himself in the face and wakes himself up. He just sleeps better swaddled.
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Here are some pictures of Grandpa and grandson.