Sort of. A couple weeks ago we went to Omaha. It wasn’t so much a “vacation” as it was only for 3 days. And it wasn’t technically our “first” trip together, as we had traveled a couple times for a funeral and a wedding.
But, it was our first trip out of town as a family that was exclusively for our own enjoyment and lasted more than 48 hours.
I was nervous about traveling with a toddler… but Wolfie did so well! And it (mostly) was a lot of fun! Even with a lack of routine, nap and meal times completely off, lots of excitement and stimulation, we really only had one full-on toddler meltdown in 3 days. Everything else was totally manageable. And this was even with him having a fairly nasty cold the whole time.
Day one started out rough and was pretty questionable for awhile. A half hour outside of Des Moines, my car decided to break down. The recall issue I hadn’t attended to yet chose the absolutely worst time to show itself, of course. We managed to be able to drive back home, so we switched cars, turned around, and headed back. Turning what should have been an easy 2 hour travel time into about 3 1/2 hours. We had left shortly after Wolfie had fallen asleep while sitting with his dad, so sure that he’d fall back asleep in the car and sleep most of the way there. Ha, funny. I think he dozed off for maybe 5 minutes, but otherwise did not sleep all of the 3 1/2 hours.
We ended up in Omaha sometime after 1:00. Past normal nap time, but too early to check into the hotel, so we proceeded with our plan to head straight to the children’s museum, hoping keeping him occupied with fun activities would keep him from getting too grumpy.
It totally worked. He had so much fun!
They had a room just full of balls that you could drop into various contraptions.
They had dinosaurs (aka “Rawr”s).
They had a splash table.
What more could an almost-two-year-old ask for?
He played for an hour and a half or so and then was ready to leave with no complaint.
While we were waiting in the hotel lobby for G to check in, we sat down on a couch for some mama milk and Wolfie promptly passed the eff out.
We stayed at a hotel with an indoor pool and water park, so after nap and some dinner we went down to check that out. Again, toddler paradise. He completely wore me out bouncing back and forth between the pool and the splash pad and going down the slide. We would return here many more times before we left.
Day two was the big Zoo excursion. He did amazing. His absolute favorite part was the aquarium. He loves fish, which he calls “doo doo”s, thanks to the Baby Shark video. He was mesmerized.
I’m kicking myself for not getting a video of him staring wide-eyed up at the fish, pointing, and saying “doo doo” over and over and over.
We would eventually go through this building twice. I’m also kicking myself for not buying him a souvenir in the aquarium giftshop, to commemorate the occasion, since he won’t remember it. They had the cutest stuffed fish, but I was worried about him getting grumpy in line. At least we have pictures.
And we’ll be back.
I didn’t manage to get any more pictures that day outside of the aquarium. I tried to get one of a really cute polar bear, but my phone ate it. Wolfie had his only vacation meltdown at the zoo. Bad combination of too much stimulation, missing nap time again, and going too long without a snack. But he still calmed down relatively quickly with some mama milk on a train ride.
Day 3 found us at the art museum. We were mostly there for the children’s room they had, but did take a quick stroll through some of the galleries.
(I think I’m very funny.)
We made it through one small gallery of modern art and headed into a larger wing of the museum to look at some other (less interesting, really) stuff, but it wasn’t long before Wolfie spotted a water fountain and it was all over.
After hanging out here for awhile, we stopped for a quick snack in their atrium. Where my phone ate yet another picture of this huge blown glass sculpture that Wolfie loved because it looked like balls. (Purchase of a new phone may be in my near future)
Then it was outside to a little wading pool they had to do some real splashing, unlike he was able to do in the inside fountain.
And then we finally made it to the children’s room, where he had so much fun.
He was WORN OUT by the end of all that. When we got to the car, all he wanted to do was nurse and sleep. I may or may not have nursed him while he was in his car seat in order to be able to get him to sleep, get him strapped in, and get back to the hotel.
Our trip home the next day was much more uneventful. He slept half the way or so.
The rest of our week off was not as fun, since the aforementioned cold spread to both myself and G, and turned into an ear infection for Wolf. Then my cat also got sick, and I had to deal with the car situation. But we survived.