Welcome To Calgary... Stay Indoors.

Well, this blog is long overdue. I mean EVERYONE's been waiting for this… and by everyone, I mean the 3 people that read this blog… my brother, my sister, and I think RJ reads it too. Hi Ryan. Hi Tania. Love you RJ.

Ok, so we land in Calgary and the VERY FIRST thing the pilot says when he comes onto the intercom is "WOW. Don't look out your window". That of course means that we landed in a blizzard. Yet again. Honestly, though, couldn't have been more perfect because Zoe took a liking to snow and boy, there was lots of it. She particularly liked eating it. This girl loves eating ice, so you can imagine that this is pretty much a dream come true. Most girls dream of ponies or life sized doll houses or even a car filled with candy, but not Zoe… she dreams of an entire yard filled with ice to EAT. She still talks about snow now that we're back in Perth… specifically she'll have a look of disappointment on her face and point to the ground and sadly say "No snow".

Our first Vegas trip (before Calgary) was pretty special. My brother, his wife, my little neice, and then RJ's mom and brother met us there. It was hectic but such good fun. Really, it didn't seem like 4 days was enough, and this is Vegas we're talking about… where 3 days usually bankrupts you and you start yawning. But, our little man, now aptly named He Who Shall Not Sleep, did not adjust to North American time. This meant that in the first 5 days, I only got 10 hours sleep. This is not a joke. Do not adjust your set. 10 hours dude. I was a non functioning adult by the end of it. I'm very fortunate to have RJ, now to be referred to as He Who Is Strong Like Tree, because he just always took care of it. Walking the hallways with a screaming baby, standing and swaying with a screaming baby, playing in the hotel bathroom with a screaming baby. It's pretty crazy that He Who Shall Not Sleep was still a happy baby the next day. I don't quite get how that works. He did finally adjust after two weeks, just in time to fly home and start again!

It was so great to see all our family and friends, and especially great to see all my nieces and nephews. It's hard to see just how grown up and cool and fabulous they are, knowing that we can't pack them into our suitcase and bring them home.

Cole hit quite a few milestones on this trip -- he started crawling the day we left, he waved bye-bye, he said "mom", and he really perfected his Craps game. He's still such a happy baby and quite the ladies man. When he sees a pretty lady, he'll stop what he's doing and flash his two pearly whites.

Zoe amazed us at how well she traveled. She slept on the planes. She adjusted to the time zone in a day. She's a better traveler than most adults. She had a blast playing with Tadhg and Fiona and the cardboard cubby house at Grandma and Grandpa's. I made the mistake of going in said cubby house because Zoe and Tadhg wouldn't let me out. I finally had to escape through the window (this was like after an HOUR of being held captive). I felt like a Ritz cracker. Except less salty.

That's all for now… sweet dreams everyone.
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