Friday, June 29, 2012

Summer Roadtrip 2012 (a.k.a. The one with all the car trouble)

Every Summer we do the long roadtrip from Tucson to Amarillo. It's around eleven hours (if you don't have kids), and we often take two days to do it. This year, we planned an epic trip: We would start with flagstaff; then Chris would to Angel Fire, NM for a mountain bike guys weekend; Wes, Noah and I would take the Amtrak train to Albuquerque to meet him; From there we would head to Amarillo; and then we planned to head up to Gunnison for some camping and cool weather before heading back to Flagstaff, and finally home.
We made it through the first part (I can't believe I haven't posted about the train already! I didn't have my camera, so the few photos I took with my phone are below). The train trip was great. It was when we arrived in Albuquerque that our plans started to fall apart. The truck barely made it there. We would have to leave it behind and get a rental car to make it to Amarillo. Amarillo was wonderful: swimming, family fun, tons of little boy cousins, loving grandparents, and everything else. A week later, it was back to Albuquerque to visit more cousins and pick up the truck (new transmission and all). Tuesday evening Chris and I finally admitted to each other that after all that, we sort of just wanted to go home. More traveling sounded expensive. So, after replacing the brake pads on the truck... we finally left Albuquerque at 4pm on Wednesday.
And guess what?!! 2 hours south of Albuquerque we ran out of gas! A wonderful family actually drove Chris to the nearest town and back, so he was able to redeem himself. We stayed the night in the Deming Days Inn (which sort of turned out to be a little family mini-vacation from our vacation), and we made it home (to a house full of mosquitos) on Thursday afternoon. Whew!

 And, not as organized and beautifully laid out as I'd like, here are some of the photos:

Amtrak from Flagstaff to Albuquerque:
4:30 AM at the Train Station. Is it here yet??
Breakfast on the train. Sleepy boy.
Breakfast was really the highlight of the train ride. Noah ordered bacon and french toast. The server said he was a "very well-mannered little boy." I was so proud.
The scenery between Flag and Albuquerque is so pretty.
 Swimming at Nama's house in Amarillo:
Give this boy two noodles and he is off!
So far, Wes does not love swimming as much as I thought he would. Maybe next summer...
  Playing in Cap'n and G's backyard in Amarillo:
Does it get any more adorable than this?
Mr. "I climb up and stand on whatever I can find." I can crawl super fast too.
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Out of Gas, North of Elephant Butte, NM. Waiting for Daddy to get back and rescue us: IMG_1151 IMG_1157 IMG_1154 And... I still have photos from Flagstaff that I never downloaded... (sorry J! I'm slacking), and Chris took some great ones of Albuquerque that I want to share as well. So maybe tomorrow.

Tuesday, June 5, 2012

8 Months

IMG_6339 Oh boy, in the last week this little boy has gone from a sweet baby who just barely learned to sit up without falling, to a very mobile, crawling, scooting, climber. He mostly just scoots himself around still, unless there is something close that he wants to climb, in which case he crawls (perfectly) to get to it, and starts trying with all his might to climb right up it. IMG_6084 Noah was always a very cautious little guy. I could leave him on the bed, and he would crawl to the edge and look over, but not try to get down. Not Wes. He crawled to the edge, looked over and thought, "I can make it." He dove for it. I guess you could say he made it too. IMG_6083 IMG_6072 IMG_6067 More things about Wesley:
 - He loves his mama. He says mama. He says dada too, but he says mama when he's ready to sleep.
- He LOVES his big brother. Sometimes they lie on the bed together and just laugh. I don't know how long they would do this for because I always break it up for bedtime, eventually.
- He makes a face like I'm trying to poison him if I feed him anything that doesn't come out of a jar. I think he has a bit of a texture thing. We're working on it.
- He's patient, sweet, and really quiet for a baby.
- He said "hi" to me and waved when he woke up the other morning. He said it to daddy too. For reals. IMG_6316

Monday, June 4, 2012

Yogurt Cake, baked by Noah

IMG_6335 IMG_6340 My mom sent me a book about the differences between French and American parenting recently. One of the things the author says is that French parents let their children bake at a young age. It teaches patience, precision, etc. She included a recipe for this cake where you put little cups of yogurt in the batter, and then you measure all the other ingredients in the yogurt containers. We had a great time baking it. I was planning to share the recipe here, but it really wasn't that good... The point is that letting my three year old bake a cake was actually a really great Saturday morning activity. IMG_6319 IMG_6321 IMG_6324 IMG_6325 IMG_6328 A funny side note about this book on French parenting was that I went to the Tucson Children's Museum with my friend Sara and her kids on Sunday morning, bringing with me a bag of the cute little cupcakes that Noah made. As we walked up the steps Sara said, "So I've been reading this book about French parenting..." -- Same book! What are the odds?