Welcome Home

The day for my parents to get home finally came.  My mom called me from the airport in Minneapolis to say hi and that being in MN made her think of me.  She asked what I was doing and I had to quickly figure out what time it was in Houston so I could come up with something to make her think I was in fact in Houston.  So I told her I was getting ready to go to my 11:15 spin class at the Y when I was actually in my sister's basement getting dressed for the day so Miles and I could go greet them at the airport in a few short hours!  It was great and I'm so glad we went!

 The sign Miles made for "Doug and Sally."

All the other cute kids and signs:

Grandma Donna and Jessica!

Here they are!

It was great and we're so glad they are home.

Miles was the most ridiculous, emotional mess when we had to leave to come back to Houston.  It was unbelievably sad and heart wrenching.  He just loves his grandparents so much!  He just bawled and bawled at the good bye at the airport and kept crying all through the airport and our wait until we were on the plane when he finally said through his tears, "Can I please color?" and he finally stopped.  But his tears would well right back up any time he would say something about going home or leaving or whatever.    

And when my parents came to see us here in Houston, we had told Miles that he needed to say goodbye before he went to bed because my parents had an early flight.  It was seriously like my parents were being taken to a concentration camp.  He cried intensely, constantly repeating, "Goodbye, I love you" and waving from his bed.  It was brutal.  Glad we'll get to see them more often and hopefully the goodbyes will get easier for tender little Miles!

Tramps and Cousins

Also way back in March, Miles and I made a surprise trip up to the Inland Northwest.  My parents were due back from their mission, and I decided there was no way I was missing their return and that it would be super fun to surprise everybody!  So we did just that.  I pulled Miles out of school for a whole week and it was super.

He was in freakin' heaven being around cousins and all their trampolines.  He got to play on the trampoline at each one of my three siblings' houses who live up there.  Three sets of cousins, three trampolines.  Miles was down with that.

It was so nice to see him having so much fun with his cousins and it made me feel bad for him and our big city life.  No yard, no neighbor friends, no cousins, no trampolines.  But, he's a happy kid, and we make do with what we've got.  And we are thankful for what we've got!

Rodeo Houston

Good golly, Miss Molly, this is old!  Just about everything on here these days is old.  Maybe one day I'll be current, but I'm not making any promises.

I took Miles to the Rodeo this year during his Spring Break.  He loved it, was an amazing, stamina-filled walker, and stuck out like a sore thumb sporting his COLORADO Avalanche shirt.  Tell you what, going to Rodeo really lets me know one thing:  I'm not a Texan.  There are no more words than that.

We went to the pig races and mutton bustin', and I bought him some tickets for rides which he was stoked about.  Overall, a super time.

At the pig races: 

 Patiently waiting, listening to the pigs be introduced with their silly names like "Lindsay Loham."

 Race, piggies!  Race!

 One of his chosen rides.  He looked pretty stressed out when it first got going fast-ish, but came out conqueror and victorious.  He's a real scaredy pants, that Miles.

That's Pirate's Booty all over his face.  Pirate's Booty is always the sign of a special and fun time.

We went back to the actual rodeo with Dave to watch the cowboys ride all sorts of bucking animals and wrestle steers and rope... uh... calfs?  I don't know, but it was really cool and entertaining and I took no pictures.  It happened, either way!

Kindergarten Miles

A snippet of Kindergarten Miles.  This is from November, but I like it too much to leave it out.

Miles from DAM FAM on Vimeo.