When we drove up to Salt Lake City for Christmas, it was smooth going. Liam slept the entire drive, and we woke him up every 3 hours to eat. When we went to St. George this weekend, it was an entirely different experience.
Not only did he refuse to eat much out of the bottle, and barely eat anything every time we stopped, but he’d fuss most of the time he was awake as well. Let’s just say that this was less than pleasant. Next time, we’re not letting William drive.
Once we got there and got him to bed, it was a different story. William settled quickly into his old routine and was thrilled to see his paternal grandparents and spend lots of fun times with his family.
Mom and Dad were excited to go on their first date since he’d been born. We went on a bike ride during his nap, and later, we went to see Iron Man 2, got sweet potato fries at a drive-up diner, and go out for frozen yogurt.
The Williams had great fun together.
And made a second (this time successful) venture to the petroglyphs.
The dogs had a fun time chasing lizards and cooling off in puddles.
Though they were both exhausted by the end that it was faster to carry Kiki than let her walk.
Hope to be back soon (if Steve can ever get another weekend off…).