The family flew into Mesa- what a trip! That airport is so FAR away from our home. We had hoped to be able to fit in the Renaissance Festival that same day, but the plane was late, we were late picking them up, and before we realized, it was 2pm and we still all hadn't eaten lunch. We decided on Cheesecake Factory, eating outdoors.
The next day we attempted the Renaissance Festival again. The NICU nurses didn't think going was the best idea with all of the dust, but we threw caution to the wind, and went for it. What a blast! Grace couldn't attend the final joust b/c of the dust, but we had a great time shopping around. She even won a dragon at one of the performances.
We also decided to try and do the zoo. Instead of going to the Phoenix Zoo, we went local. It was a VERY windy day, and at one point, the stroller blew over- with Grace in it! No harm was done, thank God! We had a beer at the aquarium and called it a day. Then we joined my mom and Pam for dinner at Macayo's.
Since Tony and Christina were in town with their spouses, we decided to try to have Grace baptized. I could not believe how difficult this was! The Catholic Church was completely unwilling to help us, despite Grace's fragility. They would only consider if Felix & I had been married in the church, Tony & Kimmy and Christina & Sam. Since we all had outdoor weddings, that wasn't happening.... I found a beautiful older church in Litchfield Park, and they agreed to perform a non-denominational ceremony for us. The whole event was pulled together in less than 4 hours. We were lucky to have some friends join us for the celebration. Grace even wore my Christening Gown- so beautiful!
Since we didn't get a true dinner out, we treated Felix's family and my mom and Pam to Roy's Hawaiian @ the JW Marriot resort.
The dinner was phenomenal! We had a few hiccups on the way home, though. First, we ran out of oxygen (sorta), as the back-up tank was in the car. After Felix ran (literally, ran) to get the oxygen, I was in such a panic to get her back on, that I didn't put on the concentrator and the oxygen tank literally blew in my hands- I had pieces of metal and cuts all over my hands. We finally got the other back-up tank and were set for the drive home. 15 minutes in, my mother-in-law and I heard a spitting noise and realized the tank was leaking, and possibly this one was going to blow too! We had no other back-ups- so we pulled over and called 911. The fire department brought us an additional concentrator- the tank was fine. Apparently the 'O' ring had torn, and since it was a pretty common occurence, they were ready to help us.