The morning after our ride on the Polar Express, we boogied down to Wal-Mart to pick up a sled that we could use at Purgatory, who just received a foot and a half of snow the night before. The whole time, Noah kept saying, "Ride, the choo choo train!, Ride choo choo train!, Ride Choo Choo train!, RIDE CHOO CHOO TRAIN!!!" til we thought we would go crazy. The trip to the mountain was uneventful. We spent almost as much time dressing him in the car as we did actually playing in the snow. Trying to dress a toddler for 5-degree weather. in the backseat of an SUV that is almost half taken up by car seat and almost half taken up by an 8-month pregnant woman...well, you can imagine that kind of challenge. You would think that would only leave enough room for Noah to stand right where we want him to and put the many layers of clothes on him that he hates, but he managed to turn liquid, boneless and non-cooperative. We eventually got him dressed and spent a little time trying out the deep snow and the new sled.
His coat pushed up all his chub on his cheeks to make him look a bit Chris Farley-esque here
The mountains were very pretty that day
Going for a little ride
He kept yelling "I stuck! I stuck!" and bursting into laughter
We left the hotel very early the next morning to catch our 7:00 AM flight. Noah, as usual, got into the spirit quickly. It always amazes us how adaptable he seems to be when we travel. We can wake him up at 5:00 AM to catch flights, take him directly from his crib to car seat, throw a whole wagon-train load of belongings in and around him and drive like heck to the airport and he'll act like it's normal. He must have been dreaming about his weekend and his friends, because he woke up saying "Jack's house" and "ride the train".
The last morning we spent walking on the bike path that follows the Animus River just outside our hotel room. We had our hearts set on this French bakery for breakfast all weekend, and were deeply disappointed that it was closed on Mondays. Friggin' French... we ate at the next best place - McDonalds. What a letdown.
Once home, KC was enjoying more snow than we had seen in Durango. Paul went to pick up lunch and somehow managed to flatten one of the tires and ruin one of the wheels on the Pilot. Trying to get that fixed while many others were experiencing the same thing was a real pain.
Saturday, we had a small holiday party. It's amazing how fast the night goes when you are enjoying some wine and the company of good friends, and it is always fun to watch the kids play. Amelia, Jack, Caleb and Noah were all playing well together, even as they were trying to play with the same toys. Amelia, as demure as she is most of the time, showed that she can hold her own against the boys by taking their toys and pushing them away from the things she wanted. Noah inexplicably melted down a couple of times, probably the result of being tired and being in pain from smashing his chin on the train table. Despite that, Noah taught Jack what fun it was to jump on the couch. I'm sure his parents are thrilled. It was even fun to watch Caleb's dad scramble for a place to put down his wine glass and rush Caleb to the bathroom as they embark on potty training.
Temperatures dropped quickly, and it was about 5 degrees as the last guest left. Even our dog Wally didn't want to go outside for long, and he's got a coat built for this type of weather.
The last morning we spent walking on the bike path that follows the Animus River just outside our hotel room. We had our hearts set on this French bakery for breakfast all weekend, and were deeply disappointed that it was closed on Mondays. Friggin' French... we ate at the next best place - McDonalds. What a letdown.
Once home, KC was enjoying more snow than we had seen in Durango. Paul went to pick up lunch and somehow managed to flatten one of the tires and ruin one of the wheels on the Pilot. Trying to get that fixed while many others were experiencing the same thing was a real pain.
Saturday, we had a small holiday party. It's amazing how fast the night goes when you are enjoying some wine and the company of good friends, and it is always fun to watch the kids play. Amelia, Jack, Caleb and Noah were all playing well together, even as they were trying to play with the same toys. Amelia, as demure as she is most of the time, showed that she can hold her own against the boys by taking their toys and pushing them away from the things she wanted. Noah inexplicably melted down a couple of times, probably the result of being tired and being in pain from smashing his chin on the train table. Despite that, Noah taught Jack what fun it was to jump on the couch. I'm sure his parents are thrilled. It was even fun to watch Caleb's dad scramble for a place to put down his wine glass and rush Caleb to the bathroom as they embark on potty training.
Temperatures dropped quickly, and it was about 5 degrees as the last guest left. Even our dog Wally didn't want to go outside for long, and he's got a coat built for this type of weather.
1 comment:
That farley picture of noah is hysterical! I'm sitting here laughing out loud at his funny faces!
Post a Comment