
Last weekend Frankie and I traveled to Auburn to watch Frank graduate from his MBA program. First of all, Frank graduated with a 4.0--who does that?! I was really close to doing that in undergrad, but a couple of pesky B's ruined my perfect record. I have to admit that I am a little jealous that Frank managed to pull it off. But, more than anything, I am SO PROUD of him!! Graduating with an MBA is one thing, but to graduate at the very top of your class is an awesome achievement. He worked his butt off, and it all paid off!
Anyway, I was very nervous about my first solo plane trip with Frankie. I had an oversize, extremely heavy suitcase, a stuffed diaper bag, a large purse, and his huge convertible car seat strapped to a rolling contraption that I used to wheel him through the airport. That thing was a lifesaver. I could not have physically made it through the airport without it. Frankie was actually much better than I feared on the plane. I had to constantly entertain him, but I came prepared, and he did not cry much at all. I was happy when fellow passengers complimented me on how well-behaved he was and how well I kept him occupied. At this point, I felt great. However, the hardest part of the whole ordeal was when I had to carry everything off the plane and reattach the car seat to the wheel carrier. It took me forever, and it was so hard to try to control Frankie while trying to put the thing together. A few nice men helped watch him for me, but it was so stressful and I was sweating like crazy by the time I was done. Frankie then promptly fell asleep once I put him in the seat and began rolling him around. He slept for the next 45 minutes or so until we got our rental car. By the way, Budget is the absolute worst rental agency I have ever dealt with and I will never use them again. After waiting forever, we finally got our car and were on the road to Auburn.
Auburn is a beautiful town, and the school is so pretty. I was not sure what to expect, but it was so much nicer than I had imagined. I loved walking around campus and getting to see all the beautiful magnolia trees. It was also nice to get to share Frank's special weekend with him and to finally get to meet all the people in his program that he had talked about so much for the last two years. Frank's Dad also made the trip, and it was great that he was also able to share Frank's special achievement.
In hindsight (and in foresight, since I said so from the beginning), it really was a mistake to bring Frankie to the graduation. I spent almost the entire time in Auburn keeping him occupied, and I did not really get to enjoy meeting Frank's classmates or taking part in the graduation festivities. Frankie was running on low sleep and pent up energy, and he was cooped up in a tiny hotel room with us and we all went a little crazy in those three days. Frankie would not eat at a restaurant. He refused to sit in high chairs, so we had to eat every meal literally in shifts. It was pretty miserable. Thankfully, we turned the corner during the three-hour drive to Florida, and the rest of the trip was fantastic!
Here are some pictures from our weekend in Auburn:
my handsome graduate