The California Trip Rocked

Parker and I got back from California about a week ago. There's been a lot going on here and it's taken a while to resettle, hence the reason for several weeks between posts. And besides, there's too much summer to be had out there. We're happy it finally arrived here in Bozeman and are taking every minute to enjoy it.

Our California trip was perfect in every way, except for the fact that Daddy Husband Ryan missed us terribly. I think he was erring on the side of 'almost unbearable.' It was a good opportunity for him to sleep in, play video games, eat fast food, and not worry about emptying the poopy diaper trash can, but those reasons still didn't seem to help. He just plain missed us!

This may take several posts....

Parker with his sweet grandparents. They were so exicted to see him. My mom started crying as soon as she saw us coming down the escalator in the San Diego airport. She made me tear up a little. I miss them.

Great Grandpa Bean, Me and my brother Chev (no that's not his real name, that's just what I've nicknamed him and I can't really remember where it came from).

Cooling down in front of a fan on our only hot day in Cali. The rest of the time, the temp was very pleasant. Does this make the Guiness Book of World Records for the longest strand of drool?

First time in a high chair. He was still a little bit too small for the tray, but couldn't keep his mouth off of it.

Feed me now mommy or else I will devour your stupid plastic tray! We stopped using it after this. It was difficult to feed him his dinner, when he wanted to suck on his big new toy.

This kid's a foodie now! Since our trip, he's taken a disliking to plain old rice cereal or wheat cereal or oatmeal... He thinks he's too good for it, now that he's tried all the colors of the rainbow. I have to disguise it with peaches, or some other fruit, to get it down him.

P and his great grandmother, Mary Margaret.

One of the many 'fast' food experiences. We had to feed him dinner on the interstate a few times, since we had to make several trips for wedding festivities. He did well. He's an adaptable kid.


This is how the margarita making is done! My brother made this gas powered blender, with a real motorcycle throttle. It literally blended our margaritas in seconds (although I prefer mine on the rocks)!!! Oh yeah and the neighbors love it.

There was a lot of water play to be had.

Just chillaxin in the jacuz

Parker sitting in my old baby chair.

He sports the California style very well!