(In case you can't read it, it says Best Son Ever.) There was literally a night and day difference in Evan's walking between February 24 and February 25. He woke up on Wednesday and started walking like a...well, like a one year old. Instead of only taking 5 steps and then falling down, suddenly he can catch his balance and make turns and roam from room to room and walk out to the car on his own. To be honest, it's weird to see him walk. Good weird, but weird.
Thursday, February 26, 2015
February 26, 2015
His shirt says it all.
(In case you can't read it, it says Best Son Ever.) There was literally a night and day difference in Evan's walking between February 24 and February 25. He woke up on Wednesday and started walking like a...well, like a one year old. Instead of only taking 5 steps and then falling down, suddenly he can catch his balance and make turns and roam from room to room and walk out to the car on his own. To be honest, it's weird to see him walk. Good weird, but weird.
(In case you can't read it, it says Best Son Ever.) There was literally a night and day difference in Evan's walking between February 24 and February 25. He woke up on Wednesday and started walking like a...well, like a one year old. Instead of only taking 5 steps and then falling down, suddenly he can catch his balance and make turns and roam from room to room and walk out to the car on his own. To be honest, it's weird to see him walk. Good weird, but weird.
Tuesday, February 24, 2015
Grandma and Grandpa in Sacramento
This can be confusing for a 2-year old...
Sometimes even I get weirded out when my Grandmas talk to each other. Two worlds colliding. Evan handled it well. He counts like, "Two. One, two. Two grandmas!" He was much more friendly with my parents than he has been in the past. We're slowly overcoming the stranger anxiety phase, thank goodness.
We spent the long, sunny weekend playing the piano, going to the park, feeding ducks and geese, going to the zoo, visiting the Sacramento temple, eating El Torito's and Thrifty's ice cream, walking around Old Sacramento, and playing lots of games. Evan isspoiled well-loved.
Two more adults means two times the picture-taking and the luxury of family pictures with all 3 of us. Yay!
Evan is such a goofy smiler and was constantly telling Grandma, "Take picher," followed by, "See!" so he could look at himself. By the end of the week they could actually understand some of what he was saying. He also insisted on wearing his glasses and hat everywhere. And he loved performing for his grandparents.
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| One grandma...two grandmas! |
We spent the long, sunny weekend playing the piano, going to the park, feeding ducks and geese, going to the zoo, visiting the Sacramento temple, eating El Torito's and Thrifty's ice cream, walking around Old Sacramento, and playing lots of games. Evan is
Two more adults means two times the picture-taking and the luxury of family pictures with all 3 of us. Yay!
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| Watching the giraffe feeding at the zoo |
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| Evidently Evan did not inherit his dada's fear of snakes |
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| London Bridges falling DOWN! |
Evan is such a goofy smiler and was constantly telling Grandma, "Take picher," followed by, "See!" so he could look at himself. By the end of the week they could actually understand some of what he was saying. He also insisted on wearing his glasses and hat everywhere. And he loved performing for his grandparents.
Aerospace Museum of California
We celebrated Free Museum Day at the Aerospace Museum of California which is at the McClellan Air Force Base in Sacramento. It reminded me of a few trips I've taken to the Hill Air Force Museum in Utah, checking out the B-47 bomber with Grandpa Garrett.
The standout for me was the Blue Angel. It's so small! I also loved how several of the planes had open cockpits so we could go inside or at least see inside. I don't think I had ever sat in the pilot's seat of an airplane before. It was pretty weird and I could barely see out the windows and I feel like I would be a terrible pilot. Evan, on the other hand, wouldn't leave the pilot's chair.
Isaiah enjoyed talking to a docent about the F-14D Tomcat on display. (F-14A is what was flown in Top Gun, if that means anything to you. It meant nothing to me.)
The standout for me was the Blue Angel. It's so small! I also loved how several of the planes had open cockpits so we could go inside or at least see inside. I don't think I had ever sat in the pilot's seat of an airplane before. It was pretty weird and I could barely see out the windows and I feel like I would be a terrible pilot. Evan, on the other hand, wouldn't leave the pilot's chair.
Isaiah enjoyed talking to a docent about the F-14D Tomcat on display. (F-14A is what was flown in Top Gun, if that means anything to you. It meant nothing to me.)
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| He was so focused! Don't tell him he's not really flying the plane. |
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