This year we traveled to Salt Lake City, UT for Christmas. We stayed with my parents for a nice and relaxing week. It was a long, snowy, drive (both ways) but we made it all in one piece. Christian mostly behaved and Dave and I were pretty good too. I was on orders from the doctor to take it easy as well as take blood pressure medicine that made me feel pretty sick most of the time. But we still managed to get out and have some fun. We did spend some time at my sister, Kenzie's, house to let the cousins play. I was AWEFUL at taking pictures this trip. It's pathetic.
My parent's have this really cool retro tree. I thought it was really neat. Who doesn't love a silver tree? Anyway, Christian really liked it too...so we had to take it down a couple of days early. Sorry!
Christmas evening we had enchiladas for dinner and were able to talk to my sister Maren on the phone. She's serving a mission in the Philippines.
And how could I forget the trip to IKEA? It was our first visit. I could have spent a lot of time there, but Christian wasn't so convinced. We bought an easel and some art supplies to help our budding artist try to draw on paper and not on the walls. (Who knows how well it will work, but it's worth a shot!)
Christian got all excited! "We're going to the Temple!" He'd shout to anyone that would listen. He sure knows how to get those old ladies to pay attention. They thought he was so adorable. Nobody could walk by and not smile and say hi to him.
And a funny story of the trip there. Dave took Christian into the gas station to change a diaper and Christian was talking up a storm. "Daddy, a guy's going potty." "Yes he is, let's let him have some space." Christian says to the guy a minute later, "All done going potty?" Ohhh...Christian had the whole men's room busting up.
That was our trip. We had a blast. It was hard to come home and get back into real life. New Year's Eve we were supposed to go to Dave's parent's house for a party, but Christian decided having 4 blowout diapers all night long was more fun. So, I got to stay home with a grumpy boy who stayed up to 10:30pm whining at me. He's still having some issues and regularly tells me his tummy hurts...so I suppose I'll have to see if he's eating something that upsets his stomach. So far we can't figure it out.