Part A – DENVER, COLORADO
Friday evening we flew from Saint Louis to Denver to visit Brad’s sister, her husband and their brand new baby girl. Upon arriving at the airport we learned that our flight was delayed 2 hours….grrrreat. Two EXTRA hours in the airport with a 3 foot tyrant. What could be more fun? Luckily for us the Saint Louis airport is not so very busy so we were able to find a relatively abandoned wing and let Mike run around and play on chairs and do toddler stuff. When we finally made it to Denver (around 10pm) we made our way
to the rental car buses, only to learn that the company we had reserved a car with was closed for the night…grrrreat. Luckily another company has a deal with them and matched our reservation. However, as it was now 11pm at night they were a little low on cars so we were upgraded from a mid-sized car to whatever we wanted. We ended up with a Suburban. We snuck into Brad’s sister’s house around midnight. On Saturday we hung out around the house, snuggled the new baby, and waited for my mom and sister to arrive (they were driving from Evanston). Sunday we decided an outing was in order and loaded up the Suburban to take the family to the aquarium. To say Mike loved it would be quite the understatement. At one point he almost fell over backwards watching a stingray. He would press his little hands to the glass and watch the fish intently, every so often pointing something out to me. Monday was the sad day. You see the reason why my mom and sister drove to Denver was to pick Mike up. Monday they all left and I was without my baby. I cried like a baby myself. Brad and I made the best of our last day in Denver (Memorial Day) by hanging out with his sister and her husband, eating outside and snuggling their baby some more.
to the rental car buses, only to learn that the company we had reserved a car with was closed for the night…grrrreat. Luckily another company has a deal with them and matched our reservation. However, as it was now 11pm at night they were a little low on cars so we were upgraded from a mid-sized car to whatever we wanted. We ended up with a Suburban. We snuck into Brad’s sister’s house around midnight. On Saturday we hung out around the house, snuggled the new baby, and waited for my mom and sister to arrive (they were driving from Evanston). Sunday we decided an outing was in order and loaded up the Suburban to take the family to the aquarium. To say Mike loved it would be quite the understatement. At one point he almost fell over backwards watching a stingray. He would press his little hands to the glass and watch the fish intently, every so often pointing something out to me. Monday was the sad day. You see the reason why my mom and sister drove to Denver was to pick Mike up. Monday they all left and I was without my baby. I cried like a baby myself. Brad and I made the best of our last day in Denver (Memorial Day) by hanging out with his sister and her husband, eating outside and snuggling their baby some more.
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