Griffin celebrated his 1st birthday with a flight to Utah. That's 15 flights for one baby in one year. This kid is a trooper. Mere hours after landing in Salt Lake City, Griffin was ready to party. And party we did. The first night we were there, we attended two parties, one for Griffin's birthday, and another for Christmas. The Huber family knows how to party and I think we had some sort of gathering, pow-wow, hoopla, brouhaha, or get-together every single night that we were in Utah. We loved getting to see all of Landon's family, and Griffin loved all of the attention. Here are some of the favorite moments from the trip:
At first, Griffin was really more excited about the flame than the cake
But pretty soon he got the idea. Who needs a fork? Or hands, for that matter?
He was even gracious enough to share with his dad, who apparently
likes squished birthday cake.
Griffin's cousin, Ben, teaches him about static
Christmas morning at the Huber's
After a little practice, Griffin figures out that it is fun to tear wrapping paper.
After a week in Utah, we flew down to Arizona on the day after Christmas...that's flight #16, for those of you who are counting. I don't know who started all of this business about dreaming of a white Christmas (I think perhaps Bing Crosby had a hand in it), but I'll take a sunny 65-degree Christmas when given the chance, and Arizona provided exactly the chance I was looking for. We spent a week in Mesa with my family and it was spectacular. My family isn't nearly as good about taking pictures as Landon's family, so you'll have to settle for these pictures:
Griffin and his Grandpa reading a story.
For those of you with a good eye: yes, that is a Care Bear
book that I've had since circa 1985
Noel got some foam swords for her birthday, and Griffin was a natural.
We're considering signing him up for baby fencing.
Griffin's first desert hike
Not pictured: Mom challenged Landon to a Roller Coaster Tycoon build-off. This rivalry ended in a draw after approximately 5+ hours of cut throat competition, at which I could only sigh and roll my eyes.
And to all of you who gave Griffin birthday or Christmas gifts: Thank you so much! He loves them all, especially the ones that make noises. There is one in particular that sings a song about a puppy in a red truck; I don't think he's stopped playing with it since we got home. I may have to find the off switch on these toys eventually. But for now, I'm willing to listen to that song all day long if it buys me enough time to get the dishes done.
4 comments:
Oh my goodness he is adorable! Happy Birthday Griffin and yea for 65 degree weather for Christmas! I totally miss it! "Brown Christmas" is a much better dream to me!
Thanks for the update. I love the pictures. As soon as you guys left, Dad said -"I miss them already!" That was before your plane had even taken off
It was fun to see all of those fun pictures. It sure was great to spend so much time with you three. We love you!
What can I say, just a cute little boy. And a personality to match. I think that kid has flown more in his first year than I have in my entire life. (And I'm how old?
You dad's age plus three years.) I can't believe a whole year has gone by. He truly is a handsome little guy. Glad we got to see you guys for a little while at Christmas time. Love, Uncle Rico
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