Too tired so a few pictures...

Angus has recently started waking up 4-6 times/night, such as last night when he woke up 4 times between 8am and 3pm, then wouldn't fully go back to sleep. I'm most certainly not the first parent to deal with sleep deprivation, and I definitely won't be the last (though I do have to ask, does it ever end????), but this doesn't change the fact that I'm exhausted both mentally and physically. Writing a witty blog entry is far beyond my abilities right now, so here are a few recent pictures of the pain in the butt himself and one video.

A First Trip and A New Year

We've now passed one major milestone with Angus with minimal casualties - his first time flying. I have heard countless horror stories about the perils of flying with small children (honestly, I'm fairly certain there is a support group somewhere for those traumatized by the experience), but I'm happy to report that Angus was, for the most part, very well behaved, and, though I did need to change Angus's outfit in the plane bathroom once, there were no majorly disgusting blow-outs.

Anyway, we flew to Denver so Angus could meet with great-Grammy Kay - and I had not seen her or any of the Denver crew in a few years. I'm pretty sure Angus passed Grammy's litmus test for great-grandchild-dom, and everyone else he met seemed to be pretty taken with his antics (which now include a near-constant protruding tongue). The Christmas meal was a success, if I do say so myself, and Angus came away with a nice haul of new clothes, books, and stuffed animals. He was pretty oblivious to his gifts, of course, preferring to try to eat the wrapping paper over anything, but his parents certainly appreciated the nice presents :).

Christopher flew back the evening of the 26th, and Angus and I went up to Estes Park with Grandma and Grandpa. Estes, site of many cousin shenanigans growing up, will be a place I always think fondly of, and hopefully Angus will have the opportunity to go back at least a few more times, as well. While the four of us didn't exactly bring the house down with late-night partying (the average bedtime, adults included, seemed to hover around 8:30pm), we did have some nice meals, have a nice drive in Rocky Mountain National Park, and Grandpa and I went on a short hike at the Y. All in all, not a bad way to spend the last days of 2013.

Now on to 2014 - I'm not sure if Angus has identified his resolutions yet, the little slacker. I'd imagine his list  would be something along the lines of "learn to swallow properly", "master the art of non-flailing limbs", and "EAT FOOD!!!", but maybe he's cooking up something I don't even know about. Who knows with this kid.

Angus attempting to stuff his face with one of his presents. He hasn't quite learned yet what is actually edible and, more importantly, what is NOT supposed to be eaten.

Hanging out at our cabin at the Y.

View from near Bible Point at the Y.

Christmas Eve dinner with great-Grammy.

I wonder what they're talking about?

The path to Bible Point was snowier/slicker than we'd anticipated, so we turned back before reaching the summit.

At our hotel downtown. King Angus looks pretty small in a king-sized bed.

Opening presents with his sisters.

Angus tried a bit of my pho broth. He seemed to like the broth well enough, though he LOVED the spoon.

Simultaneous tongue out and feet in motion.