|Dman and his Prababcha (Ukrainian Great Gramma)|
We are back from our southwestern Thanksgiving odyssey. We covered some ground...We spent Thanksgiving in Los Alamos, NM (where the Hubs is from). Davebro and his GF Alisha came down from Boulder along with Tia Chris. All got to meet the Dman for the first time. Pics to follow hopefully soon once they are retrieved from the Hubs' camera.
Dman was a superstar road tripper. Even though we drove through several states, his fave place to detonate his diaper was southwest Colorado (Mancos on the way down, Pagosa Springs on the way back). We gave him bottles (of breastmilk and formula) and I pumped so there was no stopping for feeding. Diaper changes gave the Dman (and us) a chance to stretch our legs. Its an awesome drive so there are lots of great places to stop.
|Dman and the Hubs logging a little coffee shop time in Durango|
The Dman was showered with lots of attention in New Mexico. It was great. Amazingly, he slept through most nights (thanks to the real crib Gramma and Grampa!). Tia Jane watched the Dman so the Hubs and I got to ride with Davebro and Alisha (haven't done that in a while). On actual Thanksgiving we did a sweet hike out Deer Trap Mesa. Since the Hubs hurt his back, I carried the Dman in the ergo. He totally dug the piercing blue skies, washed-out red of the rocks and brown green of the conifers.
Tia Jane had volunteered to cook a turkey--but it seemed wrong to have a veg-head cook a turkey (especially since we got our turkey fill when Nonna came to visit)--so we made Thanksgiving tamales after the hike! It was a total process but it more or less worked and was a really fun thing to do with Tia Jane and Sid. Grampa George, Davebro and Tia Chris came over to help with assembly. Dman was super strung out on account of a unflappable anti-nap campaign--but he zonked out before we even sat down to dinner and several glasses of vino (and perhaps some scotch) were enjoyed. We had lots of yumminess including pies baked by Alisha.
On Saturday we headed home with a stop in Ridgway, CO to see the peeps. We stayed at my old house with Homefry (who cheffed up a ridankulous French-inspired feast). Debby and Kinsey, MonkE and Anglia and Danika and her new SO came over and showered the Dman with some more attention and custom onesies.
The next morning we had breakfast with my old boss Andy and his family. The Hubs watched the Dman and I got to go for a quick ride with Debby, Kinsey and Homefry. They all took it easy on me and it was amazing to absorb some of that San Juan goodness.
On the way home from Ridgway, I asked the Hubs to rate our trip and this is how we responded:
"A+ for Dman; We started out good, horrible middle, good ending. So about normal--actually better than normal because our road trips usually start out bad." (The Hubs and I had a big blowout the day after Thanksgiving on a ride. Coach K saw the file and asked if I went for a run that day on account of 6 miles being traveled over and hour and a half).
So there it is.
We are getting back into the swing of things here in the 801. The laundry and dishes pile and I race around late for everything and totally frazzled.
Dman is adjusting pretty well even though he is not sleeping as well at night as he was on vacation. Oh well. He was happy to see his daycare bud Sloaners yesterday.