Tales of the Cursed Traveler... (part one)

I am cursed. Any time I travel, STRANGE things happen. Places that were plagued with drought are suddenly riddled with thunderstorms and tornadoes. A blizzard hits West Texas where the day before it was 72 degrees. Traffic jams of epic proportions have us stuck in traffic miles long. Like I said, I'm cursed.

Case in point. We have been planning a Thanksgiving trip to Lubbock to see Travis's family. We never get to see them because, let's face it. Traveling anywhere with two children is NOT a pleasant experience. But, we were going to suck it up and strap those bad boys in the car no matter how much they cried and drive into the sunset. Or the sunrise. Whatever.

Texas isn't exactly a winter wonderland. I think in all the years I've lived or visited here during the winter months, there have been three or four occasions over the holidays where we have had snow. Two of them have happened while driving to Lubbock. (I'll save that wonderful first snow experience for another post.) The forecast said a chance of snow, and I just knew that we were going to be snowed on. Now, flurries I can handle. But as we drove down I-20, freakin HUGE flakes were coming at us. I couldn't see where I was going. We pulled over and stopped at Walmart (the only place open on Thanksgiving Day) and the locals were saying, "Well I be. Ain't never snowed like this in Abilene b'fore. Wonder what in tarnation's goin on here."

I'll tell you what's going on. I, the Cursed Traveler, have come bringing blizzards and ice. Travis's dad said that the doppler radar showed a huge snow storm right over Abilene. Nowhere else. Just there. RIGHT WHERE WE WERE. Of course.

We ended up having to stay the night in Abilene and had our Thanksgiving Dinner at Whataburger. Fancy. It was LITERALLY the ONLY place open. Besides 7 Eleven. And I didn't feel like having cheesy stuffed breadsticks and a Slurpee for Dinner. We'll save that for Christmas.

Best of Friends

Happy (belated) Halloween!!!

So sweet!!!!!!

Sweet Cheeks...

Caiden loves suckers. He gets a bit sticky, but what a kodak moment!

You can see Caiden's two teeth before we rot them out with candy...

Caiden saying, "ma ma ma ma ma." He is a brilliant child. And sticky.

EIGHT MONTHS OLD!!!!

My handsome little buddy is eight months old! I can't believe it!!! He is alllllllll over the place, giving me a run for my money! I can't believe how quickly time has passed. He's already cruising around and loves to crawl after his brother. He is a HUGE mama's boy and loves to give me big hugs and wet kisses. I just love this little guy! He is so much fun!

New Hat!

Mom was watching the boys the other day when she heard Corgan cracking up in the other room. She had a moment of panic when she realized she'd left the boys alone in the other room, leaving Corgan to torture his unassuming little brother. But, apparently Corgan had given his brother a lovely new hat to wear. Caiden didn't quite know what to think about this thing on his head, but Corgan found it quite amusing. He is so sweet to his brother!

Big Brother Worship

Caiden happens to think Corgan is amazing in every way. I tend to agree (for the most part...). Nobody can make Caiden laugh like Corgan can! The other day, Corgan had his little brother cracking up. All he was doing was crouching down on the kitchen floor and then popping up and saying, "Hi Baby Caiden!" Corgan's reward was Caiden's little machine gun laughter. I love it! Just look at those eyes. You can almost read Caiden's mind - "Corgan, you are soooooo cool!"