Winter Camping

 

Weathermen were not our friends on this leg of our rambling roadtrip. The projected weather was for very warm days and pretty warm nights...high 40s, even into the 50s.  Fine, we thought. Load up the new tent (thanks mama & papa bejos!) and we'll re-live our younger days of AZ winter desert camping.
Not so much. It was a damn cold night on the banks of the Salt River. As bundled as we were, especially baby bejos, we could feel the cold. It didn't help that baby bejos was restless and prompted us grown-ups to rise from our warm sleeping bags to check on him. It was our only camping night of the trip.
Maybe another year.
*sigh*

Things with Wheels

Although mr bejos and I have been gender conscious, meaning we are conscious of not pushing "boy only" toys and activities, this little boy is all boy. Sticks are things to hit with, balls can occupy him for hours, and anything with wheels rules. Choo-choo trains are a particular obsession these days.

On this rambling roadtrip we took into the warm deserts of AZ we stopped into the McCormick-Stillman Railroad Park. After a couple of hours in the car, the park was a welcomed stop for baby bejos. A train ride around the park, room to run, warm sunshine, and model railroads.

Hello 2012

Another long break for kicken bejos. I had two whole weeks off and blogging just did not make it to the top of my to do list after Christmas. So, here's the recap.

While baby bejos loved opening gifts, and occasionally playing with something new, it took us four days to get through the booty. Mostly delayed by hunger and/or sleep there was a fair amount of "surfing" to be done on those empty boxes, and a number of balloons to ride. 

Post x-mas we hightailed it down south for some unseasonably high temps that made this sun lover a happy girl. Sandals in December....heaven.

There will be more to come on our roadtrip adventure in the coming days.

Merry Christmas

2011

When nature calls

This little man stood with his boots at the door demanding that we go outside. Neither of us grown ups were particularly keen on layering on the winter gear and tromping into the woods but we were all a little stir crazy. 

Turned out to be a great idea.

it's going to be a white Christmas for us

Lights!

Tree lightings make me happy. 

Baby bejos learning new words..."ites"...makes me smile

Rerun

I know, I know....how many times can I blog about tamale making without losing a few loyal readers.

I'd promise that this would be the last time, but I doubt that I can pinky swear on that. 

This time it was very different, it wasn't at my house.

Baby bejos golfed while we wrapped tamales