Baby, You're No Good

We drove down to Gainesville last Sunday. This was Spud's first-ever long-distance trip, the shakedown cruise if you will, for the baby's navigation systems. He performed admirably over the 8 hours. We thought he would, since: a) we take him out in the car nearly ever day, and b) he has no real concept of time (He has no real concept of anything but boobs. This will not change for the next 25 years or so.). There was one period toward the end of the day when he was tired/poopy/hungry/sick of the car seat that he started to fuss pretty loudly. There was nowhere to immediately pull off of the interstate to attend to his needs, so we endured the wailing. A perfectly apropos song came on the radio just then, and Claire and I began to sing along together ("You're No Good" by Linda Ronstadt):

You're no good
You're no good
You're no good
Baby you're no good

I'm gonna say it again
You're no good
You're no good
You're no good
Baby you're no good

Oh, oh no
You're no good
You're no good
You're no good
Baby you're no good

But he really was good, mostly. It was a very long trip for such a little baby! We took this voyage so I could work at the University of Florida (Home of the BCS National Football Champion Gators !!! Woohoo !!!) in the geochemistry labs. We stayed at my PhD advisor Mike Perfit's house (thanks Mike!). Claire's Dad drove up from Naples to pick her and Spud up on Monday (thanks Joe!) so I could work. While we waited we introduced Spud to the Bull Gator statue outside of the stadium.



Didn't Steve Irwin get into some trouble for doing something like this?



More pics from Gainesville (Did I mention this was the home of the BCS Football Champion Florida Gators? I did?).



(Claire really likes Starbucks)