Cole's first plane ride great grandparents haircut

So Cole went on a plane on Sunday. We don't have any proof because we were too preoccupied with being like "holy crap we're on a plane" to get the camera out and get some snaps. But trust us, Cole flew. He was the model of a perfectly agreeable tazmanian devil of a pre-toddler with ADD. He didn't freak out or cry or anything, but he didn't stop moving, didn't relax, didn't sleep, and to keep him (and us) sane we basically did about 10,000 laps of the plane walking back and forth from the cockpit to the can.

Oh no wait he did sleep. For like 5 minutes before we landed. Thanks kid!

But we made it to Ft. Myers safe and sound, plunking right into the loving arms of Rick and Jane. And it was 80 degrees out. Awwwwwww yeah.



It was rainy and monsoonie the first day we were there, but that didn't dampen our spirits.





We hung out in Rick and Jane's awesome little house and watched NASCAR and NCAA basketball, and curious Cole inspected every square inch of the new house, making sure everything within his reach was pulled onto the floor. There was a ton of fun and cuddles and we read Hop on Pop repeatedly. Then night fell.



The next morning, it was not raining any more.



Seriously, this is the view from their back porch. How frigg'n awesome is that? It's wicked awesome, and that's a fact. We went for walks on the beach and enjoyed the sun and cheeseburgers.







Then Cole accidentally ate 500 balloons and became lighter than air. Fortunately, Kate was there to keep him from floating away.



That afternoon we went to the Corkscrew Swamp Audubon Sanctuary. Apparently this place draws birdwatchers like crazy, but we just wanted to see the murky swamps.







The place is gorgeous. And Cole got to poke a tree.



Oh yeah, and there were sleepy alligators there. They left us alone because Cole is big and tough and they were a little intimidated.





They had spiders with smiley faces on their butts too!



Then we went home, the sun set, and we prepared to head out to West Palm Beach the next day for a 4-generation gathering!



We took alligator alley across the state, and when we arrived at Rose and Harold's house, the smiles never stopped. The joy was palpable.







Eventually Cole couldn't resist the urge to hit the slots.



After which he ended up feet-up in Rose's lap.



We just had tons of fun. And snacks.





Look! Four generations!!



So the trip was stupendous. We flew with Cole, and he handled it brilliantly. Cole saw grandparents he adores and met great grandparents whom he showered with giggles. So much fun!

Changing gears, yesterday Cole got the world's first haircut. We went to this awesome place that focuses on cutting squirmy kids' hair. It started out like a normal haircut.



But Cole was like NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!



But the lady was super cool. She sang him songs, she blew bubbles, she played distracting videos, and successfully cut Cole's hair.

Here's a before and after:




Super stylin'. I ain't lyin'. Cole looks fresh and his eyes ain't cryin'.
I just wrote that awesome rap.

The end!