Friday, December 28, 2012

Christmas in California

While Tyson was working in Salt Lake (driven by his merciless district manager, whom deserves a high five in the face), Lincoln and I flew home to be with my family for the Christmas season.  Every time we go back to California it gets better and better because Lincoln gets older (dang him) and is able to interact and form connections with family members more easily.

When my dad would run outside to grab more wood for the fire, Lincoln would call, "Papa!?  Paaapaaaa!  Papa?"  Once my dad was back inside, Lincoln would either begin a game of hide and seek, or lead him to his tent, where Lincoln tried to pull him through the (very) small tunnel attached.  My dad's response was, "oh this is nothing, I do this for work every day!" then army crawled through a baby-sized, nylon and spiraled metal tiny hole into Lincoln's fort.

Each morning, the first thing he'd ask for was "Ann Way" while signing "aunt" so it was clear he wanted to be taken to his Aunt Ray STAT.  Lincoln loves that girl more than cheerios, and I've gotta admit, that's a hard love to beat.  When Lincoln couldn't find my mom, or just wanted her attention (so probably 95% of the time he was awake), he'd call "Meeeeiiaa!" until she'd come scoop him up for more hugs.

Lincoln drug me out of Spencer's room so they could play at 11 p.m., and he'd rope Hannah into playing on the stairs or watching The Wiggles with him every time she came home from school.  Amy, her boyfriend Jake, and McKay were all entertainers and made it possible for me to actually make a meal for Lincoln without distractions.

And I had time to just sit and watch everyone else take care of my child...except when Lincoln would catch me on the phone. I'm wondering if it will ever be possible to have a conversation without Lincoln trying to steal (and run away with) it.


  1. Looks like an amazing vacation! Too bad Tyson had to work...I'd high five his manager's face too! Love that Lincoln is such a toddler these days;)

  2. It is so much fun to watch our little men grow up. They still are babies but are taking on little boy features and characteristics. It makes the holidays so much fun. I am so sad that they are over. You are so brave to fly alone with him. I would be so scared. My husbands boss also deserves a high five to the face!

  3. Looking at these bittersweet. So glad we had time together, so sad it flew by so fast!