America trip: Part 2

I know, what a long time away from blogging! No excuse. At least with the Twitter updates there have been no fears of my death.

Back up to our America trip. After our time at the beach, we went to visit JF & co in Salt Lake City. We all had a great time, but Foxy had a FANTASTIC time. He was exposed to dogs, and he LOVED them.

This was a really good thing because I don't want him to pick up my fear and loathing. When I was little, if there was a dog within 20 feet my Dad would pick me up and start yelling at the owner. Strange how I'm just that bit fearful. Our first afternoon, we even had a suburban dream trip:



Did I mention the dog wash was part of a strip mall? Imagine how hard it was to pass up this opportunity right next door:


Foxy also had his first sled ride, just 10 mins drive away from my sister's house. Still not sure how this is possible, as it was sunny and around 65. Absolutely glorious:



Best of all, Foxy got to play with his cousins. He found a hero to worship, and his name is Sam. He wanted to be right next to him all the time, too cute:


Can't wait to see (most) of them again really soon. My niece is even thinking of going to University in the UK or Ireland! I am going to show her around my esteemed place of employment. I'm sure she would enjoy daily lunch dates with her super-cool Auntie ;-)

America Part 1: Santa Monica

We stayed in the lovely Loews Santa Monica Beach Hotel. Poolside was especially fab:



We also enjoyed walks along the beach:



And Foxy's first carousel ride:



The quality of light always amazes me after England's climate (I once heard it compared to living in a tupperware container, and that's about right). Also, everyone was so friendly, especially about Foxy's copper locks and big grin. Can't blame them.

Jet-lagged

Back at work and creche today, though certainly not a long day. Last night, Foxy to bed at 7:15, awake from 10 - 12:15. At 9 this morning, I went to pry him out of bed. Bright light did nothing to disturb his peace:

When I tried talking to him, I swear he put his fingers over and/or in his ears:

As a final attempt at ignoring me, he rolled over:

Eventually, success via the smell of toast.

(I know, what am I doing blogging everyday detail and neglecting TRIP photos? Soon, really.)

Mr Independent

Foxy finally woke at 10:45. It is a beautiful day and we are enjoying hanging out outside. As usual he is wandering off and making friends. It is sooo crowded compared to America!


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We're Back!!

We're back from our trip. So much to blog! All-in-all, we had a great time, but Foxy loved it most of all. Wherever we went, he had so much attention from such lovely outgoing, friendly Americans. It was weird getting back yesterday, hauling our jet-lagged asses to the park, and NOONE came over to talk to us about how gorgeous our little red-head is. And there were a couple of other red-heads running around. Hmm.

Lots to blog, but it may take a wee-while. For now, I am marveling. We put Foxy to bed at 8 last night. He was then awake from 12 - 2, but it is now 9, and he is still sleeping. LOVE, love, love that boy.

Need not Want

It's official, I need a swift.



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Uniform

This is my first weekday home with Foxy -- not ill -- in a long time. So glad term is over, these days are fab. I have a weekend uniform that I am wearing today too. It makes me feel Mumsy in a good way and has really useful pockets at the front. I want more of these pinafore dresses!


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