We had to leave our house at 4 a.m. on the 16th. We flew from Portland to Denver and then on to Colorado Springs. Then it was just an hour-long ride in the car and we were in Canon City. (Darn. I don't know how to make the little squiggly thing over the first 'n' in Canon. It's pronounced "Canyon.") Judson did amazingly well! He didn't fuss AT ALL. Thank you, God!
We had a great week with Fleeta. Judson loved all the attention from her and my mom. He smiled almost every time Fleeta talked to him...and most of the time his Grammie talked to him, too. =)
Our trip home went fairly well. The flight from Denver to Portland was incredibly hot. (I stripped down to a tank top I never intended anyone to see, but I was next to the window.) Judson spent the flight in only his diaper, but was still really hot and restless. Thankfully he was still pretty quiet.
Nate missed Judson terribly, but I'm hoping he'll forget just how much by the time the summer rolls around so we can go back! =)
This isn't a great picture, but it's "Judson's First Airplane Ride" so it has to be included. It was dark on the plane and I kept getting the guy across the aisle with my flash, so this had to be good enough. Judson loved sitting next to the aisle and watching everything that was going on. He conked out soon afterward...
My mom's twin brother Jack (yes, her name IS Jill) and his wife Donna came from Pine, CO to meet Judson.
Judson loved looking at their Scottie dogs through the window. They were more exciting than our cats because they acted excited to see him.
We trekked out to Westcliffe to see my cousin Jeff's gorgeous cabin. We couldn't get the van down the driveway, so we had to wade through the snow. Fleeta stayed in the van...
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He looks a little stunned at his dealt hand. Re-deal!
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