So you may be wondering what Townes ate at the fancy restaurant mentioned in yesterday's post? Foie gras nuggets? Escargot puree? Nope, the little guy did not join us in France last week- he stayed home and ate his normal fare with his visiting grandparents.
At Christmas, my parents had offered to turn their next trip into a babysitting arrangement. My guess is that they expected us to enjoy a night or two away someplace close by...we thought that five nights in Burgundy sounded better! If they were upset by the plan, they never complained. I think the time solo with Townes gave them the chance to really spoil him!
I had been nervous about leaving Townes- he had only woken up without me around once (back in Sept when my parents babysat on my b-day in London). Also, we had out first health scare in the days before my parents arrived (Poor guy's fever spiked at 105.3 one night...Coy was working in Germany the whole time.). And lately, T has been showing signs of separation anxiety at church (They've been coming to find us in the service because he has been so inconsolable.). But leaving him with mom and dad worked like a dream. I credit Skype- Townes gets to see his grandparents every week and he really does interact with them on the computer by bringing them toys and playing peek-a-boo. He felt absolutely comfortable with them. I'm pretty sure they were happy too!