Friday, September 30, 2011
This Sunday is her princess-themed birthday party. She's so excited! (Me too!)
Thursday, September 29, 2011
Tuesday, September 27, 2011
I took Aubree in for her 6-month check-up today. I remember Ayla freaking out through this entire appointment so I was a little nervous about how Aubree would be.
She was as happy as a clam.
She even gave Dr.Davey a big smile when he came into the room. :) He gave her a tongue depressor to play with while he examined her. She thought it was the best thing ever. She didn't fuss a bit as he checked her out. He said she looks and sounds as healthy as can be. Good news as always!
She weighed 16 lbs. 1 oz. (45th percentile). The nurse wrote 16 lbs...I don't think that one ounce would change the percentile, right? She's 26 and 3/4 inches (79th percentile) and her head is at the 69th percentile. She's surprisingly still a smidge smaller than Ayla at 6 months...she's gaining on her at each appointment though.
She had to get three shots today. :( I felt so bad that her great mood was going to get squashed. She ended up only crying for a minute. She was fine as soon as I scooped her up. Once again, she gave the nurse "the look."
We got the okay for her to try biter biscuits and puffs. We tried itty bitty pieces of puffs and once she shimmies past the texture, I think she likes them. :)
Tomorrow I'm going to go get her some biter biscuits...messy pictures to come.
Dean relaxing... The rocks Dean had to climb through on our hike to get to the top. Can you see me? That's where I sat and took pictures while Dean climbed around. Stanley Hotel Enjoying our wine on the "porch" of the hotel while we waited for our reservation time.
Monday, September 26, 2011
We flew out late Thursday morning. When we arrived in Denver, we grabbed our rental car and took our time driving to Estes Park. We made a few stops including a tiny mountain town where we had lunch. I think we were the youngest people in this town by about 40 years. :) We eventually made it to our cabin and relaxed with a couple glasses of wine before heading to town for dinner. We found that everything closed pretty early. It wasn't even 8:00 p.m. yet and our options were limited.
On Friday morning, we slept in, ate breakfast out on the deck and went into town for massages. So. Awesome. And a wonderful way to start the day. We grabbed some lunch afterwards and went back to the cabin to change into our "hiking" clothes. As most of you know, and I'm sure I've mentioned this before, I am so the exact opposite of outdoorsy that it's quite painful. I knew Dean wanted to go on a hike on this trip and of course, I was going to give it a shot...but I was sorta, kinda, totally worried about it. Not only am I not Miss Nature, I am completely out of shape and Colorado is not exactly Nebraska in the altitude department. Turns out, I survived. Dean was very nice to me. :) We just went on a portion of a hike that a local waiter suggested to us. I think we were out for less than two hours. We made it to a cluster of huge boulders. I sat my butt on top of one and didn't budge while I nervously watched Dean play rock climber for a while.
After our hike, we went back to the cabin to get ready for dinner at the Stanley Hotel. The movie, The Shining, by Stephen King was filmed there. Supposedly, it is haunted. Super cool place, great dinner, but I get the heebie-jeebies when it comes to stuff like that. So much so that I insisted Dean go to the bathroom with me. I'm a chicken.
On Saturday, we did some shopping in the morning. There are lots of neat little stores, including a Husker store. How cool! We had lunch at a great pizza place and then headed into Rocky Mountain National Park. We drove allll the way to the the visitors' center at 11, 796 feet. We stopped a few times along the way to take in the view and snap a few pictures. It was incredible. I got a little nervous about how there weren't barricades (or extremely low ones) as we drove on these steep roads. One wrong move and you're done. On our way out of the park, we stopped in an area called Morraine Park. It's a known spot for elk-watching. We lucked out and got pretty close to one and saw lots of others. Supposedly, the males always fight during that time of day, but we must have missed it. Still cool though.
Eventhough we were on vacation, we couldn't forget the Huskers game. We ran into a lady from Omaha earlier in the day and she told us there was a bar that would be playing the game. We found it and when we walked in, the entire place was filled with Husker fans. It instantly put a smile on my face. It always amazes me that there are Nebraska fans just about anywhere you go. We watched most of the game before going back to our cabin for the night. We thought we might be able to catch the rest of it there, but we ended up not having that channel. Oh well.
On Sunday morning, we hung out at the cabin and packed things up before driving back to Denver to fly home. It was a great, great weekend and trip. Just what we needed...but we were both anxious to see our babies. When we got home, Ayla saw me and I don't think it registered right away but then her face lit up, she exclaimed, "Mama!" and ran straight to me for a hug. Nothing better. It was the best reaction I've gotten from her coming home from a trip. Usually, I feel like she's kind of indifferent or almost mad that I left her. I know she and Aubree had a great weekend with our parents. We can't thank them enough for taking care of our girls while we were gone. I've said it before and I'll say it again--we are so lucky.