Prague

I took my mom to Prague when she came to visit. It was our first European road trip. I was a little apprehensive taking Oliver, but he rocked it like a champion. Abby is always great in the car and this trip was no exception.

Prague is AMAZING. A must see for anyone coming to Europe.

My first though of Prague was: wow, this place is old. My second thought was: this reminds me so much of Epcot Center at Disney World. That place has ruined me. Every time I see something for real it always looks fake because Disney did it so much better.

I had way too many photos to try to organize so they are not in any order. I tried to caption them as best I could.

Note: You're probably wondering why my mom isn't in any photos. She wouldn't let me blog anything about her until she got home just in case some people wanted to break into her house while she was gone to steal her miniatures and country crafts. Insert your own joke here_______.

This was our hotel. It was a bed and breakfast. Totally fun.

The hotel had a separate mom's room in our room. That was great.

The street our hotel was on.

The Palace

This was from St. Vitus Cathedral on the palace grounds.

Love the bones-in-my-fireplace look.

Fun buildings around town.

The Prague countryside.

Around the palace.

St. Vitus Cathedral

A view from the palace.

The Church of Our Lady.

The old clock tower. A soldier would come out and blow his trumpet on the hour. Abby LOVED it.

Some fun pictures of Jeremy cuddling with the kids. There was an extremely drunk man doing beggar karaoke on the street. I just had to stop and listen.

The view from Charles Bridge.

Too Much Information

Here's a little too much information -- I love to breastfeed. I never got the chance to breastfeed Abby and it always made me a little sad. There is something so satisfying about hearing your baby cry and having exactly what you need to comfort him. Nothing needs to be prepared, you don't have to sterilize anything or heat anything up. All you need is a comfy bench.

At first I was pretty nervous about where it would be appropriate to feed Oliver and how other people would react. Now I don't think twice about it. From Sacrament meeting to World Heritage Sights -- Oliver and I have tackled them all.

That being said, having to watch what I eat and limit my coke intake has been a bummer. I've got one gassy monkey and need to make sure my milk isn't causing him any tummy rumbles.

I call this look "the drunken sailor." It usually comes at the end of the meal when he's half asleep and has milk running all over his cheeks and down his sleeper.

Here's a random photo of Oliver sleep walking on -- what once was -- the Berlin wall. That's my sweet ride parked on the Berlin wall behind me.

Bath Time

Sweet Oliver loves taking a bath. He will go from screaming to smiling in the time it takes to fill his baby bath and slip him into the water. He doesn't even mind when I spike those curls into a little mohawk. Grandma loved to bath him, and I loved having someone else there to hold him up while I snapped some photos.

I could just kiss these chubby cheeks all day.

Grandma and Oliver have matching hairdos. It's a family thing.

He loves to rock his Angelina Jolie lips.

Just trying to keep the little man modest.

Captured Smiles

Overkill

Notice Oliver doesn't even flinch. I guess he's used to the crazy already.

So Blessed!

Today was Ollie's baby blessing. I thought the blessing was awesome, and I look forward to seeing some of those wishes and desires fulfilled. He was such a doll and didn't cry at all. That being said, he did toot his way through the whole ceremony.

Jeremy's mom sent along this super cute tux with tails. He was quite the show pony.

It was so much fun to have Jeremy's dad here for the special day.

I think Ollie was trying to perfect the wink in this photo.

Three generations of handsome Robertson men.

Ollie's proud parents.

Ollie getting some love from his mama.

My sweet chubby baby. I can't get enough of my beautiful boy. Don't you just love our matching hair?

Check out his tails.

My favorite boys.

Abs loved watching the blessing and tried to add on some special blessings of her own loudly from the pew. I'm not sure how much of the blessing I recorded came from Abs or Jeremy.