Visit from "Gran-Tex"

My Dad came in for a visit last week. We had a great time. Emory was certainly entertained and he did a great job implementing his granddad skills.

The first picture is along the river path in Golden, Colorado. Sound familiar? It's where Coors Beer is brewed. Cute little town that's very close to Denver. There was a music and movie in the downtown park night and there were tweens everywhere. I overheard one group of 12 year old girls with perfect hair and makeup saying, "We should just be...like, social, talk to them. Did they just say HI???" referring to the tight jeans/skateboard boys down the sidewalk. Brent had a slight anxiety attack as he realized Emory would be one of these creatures one day.

On our hike.

In Washington Park on a walk. I wish we had taken a picture of the boys who took the shot. You never know who you can meet by saying "hello" (which Dad says to everyone). We met some extremely friendly boys from the Congo and Tanzania who have started the 9th grade at South High in Denver. They had a camera out so we took their picture, then they took ours, then they asked to take pictures of and with us. It was really sweet.

So happy together...

I'll let the pictures speak for themselves.

Hike #2

Brent and I sometimes have difficulty making the most of living in Colorado. The mountains are so close, yet it takes effort, time, planning, and a break from our "constantly-under-renovation-house" to enjoy them. Visitors help me have an excuse to do all of the above. So when Dad came to town this week and requested a hike Emory and I obliged. This is White Horse Open Space- only 40 minutes from my front door. Why am I not here once a week???

Emory napped for a good hour of the 2.5 hour hike. She's pretty comfy in her Baby Ergo.

Growing up too fast!

Emory is almost 6 months. She's doing fun things like eating solids, sitting up (wobbly), and scootching backwards down the hallway. Her personality is starting to come through, too. She likes to grab on to us and act like she's going to devour us with funny noises. She thinks new loud things like the hammer or the recycle bin lid are the funniest things in the world. And her laugh is the most joyful thing that I've ever heard so I'll do whatever it takes to keep it coming. Here she's working on becoming the next Mozart. This is her favorite toy...next to the sippy cup...no, next to Daddy.

This is Sloan's Lake. The big park a few blocks from our house. For all of you in Texas you should come visit while we can go for a walk in 75 degree weather with mountain views. :)