It's 4:30, pitch black outside, and raining. I must be back in Seattle. We enjoyed our trip to Indiana and wish we could have stayed longer. I prefer snow to the ongoing Seattle drizzle.
It was a super hero Christmas for Huxley with Captain America pajamas worn every night of our visit, super hero figures, and super hero books. Huxley received a Spider-Man mask for his birthday and has decided Spider-Man is his favorite super-hero. Tomorrow, it will be Green Lantern, and the day after that it will be Hotman, more commonly known as Hawkman.
Christmas morning started at his cousins' house. Thankfully, they let us sleep until 8. We arrived late Christmas Eve. The only time Huxley slept on the airplane was after landing in Indianapolis, allowing him a one minute nap. When he saw his sleeping quarters, he got his second wind as he contemplated the possibilities of a bunk bed and an air mattress.
Grandma Nancy's basement was an arsenal and heaven for a little boy. Ten nerf guns and one-hundred bullets. Everyone got shot in the face at least once.
When it started snowing, I knew our trip was complete. Huxley helped Grandpa shovel his driveway. When that got old. He started throwing snowballs at Grandpa. That's what you do with snow, right? Throw it at people? Maybe if you're four.
The final stop on our tour was Aunt Kellie's horse farm where Huxley got to ride Foxy. I think he preferred galloping around the horse stalls to actually riding a horse. I'll post YouTube videos as soon as I can remember the password.
Huxley had a blast visiting his family and can't wait for everyone to come see us.
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