Colorado

On Saturday the kids and I flew to Denver with my parents, sister and her man, Roger. I was nervous about the flight (Ian cried almost the whole flight to Phoenix in November) my sweet little boy was fast asleep before we even took off and woke up just before we descended. It was great visiting with family while we were there. It had been a few years since seeing my grandparents, my sister and her husband, Justin. Unfortunately on Monday Livi, my dad and myself came down with a nasty cold. Fever, cough, sore throat. You name it, we had it. So I spent Monday cooped up in the hotel with the kids. We flew home to the snow on Wednesday afternoon. Once again Ian slept the whole flight, which made me happy since I felt so crummy.

At the Red Rocks

Livi and her Great Grandma

Ian and Great Grandpa

Watching our plane load