Our Little Davy Crockett

We decided Thanksgiving Weekend would be a perfect time to take our first Texas road trip with Breckin and our first vacation since our honeymoon. We made the five hour trek to San Antonio in about six hours; not bad considering we were traveling with a baby and had stop and go traffic for 30 miles. We were even surprised the Crowne Plaza could put on a pretty good Thanksgiving feast, not quite mom's but it worked.

Today we hiked along the Riverwalk until we got tired of carrying Breckin and the stroller up and down stairs. We made our way over to the Alamo and had to find that perfect Davy Crockett hat.

Isn't our Davy so cute?

Family picture at the Alamo

The Christmas Tree at Alamo Square

Gratuitious Cute Pictures

Breckin's BFFs

Good friends of ours, Gabe and Monica, had a little boy, Deacon, 3 months before Breckin was born. So we determined that Breckin and Deacon would be best friends. Gabe and Monica also have a 2 year old little girl, Lily - she may be the future Mrs. Breckin Lasher - who knows?!?!

And of course every little boy needs a K9 best friend and it looks like these two are well on their way to a life long friendship.

A True Texan

Breckin has chosen sides. Thanks to a little influencing from mommy's friend from work, Miss Andi, Breckin has become a lil' Longhorn.

He's pretty excited about it.

I'm going to have to get tougher...

I'm not sure when it's going to happen, but it has to. I'm going to have to toughen up, because right now I can't imagining saying no to this face.

It's Official.

Breckin sleeps through the night. It's been happening for a little over a week now, but I was hesitant to announce it for fear I'd jinx us. But six out of the last seven nights Breckin has slept for eight or more hours. It's amazing!
Since we don't take many pictures of Breckin sleeping (we're nervous the flash would wake him up) here are a couple pictures of Breckin playing hard - which I'm sure contributes to his exaustion. That and the rice cereal!

Breckin has found his hands

Or he found his mouth. Depends on how you look at it. Every time I turn around he's got some combination of fingers, fist or fists in his mouth. He's a drippy drooly mess and I think it's adorable!