A Colorado Tradition

For the past few years (man, maybe six or seven by now) my cousins and I go out to dinner in lieu of Christmas presents. The group has grown as little ones come, but it’s always a good time and fun to see every one. Tonight, as we have five kids under five, we went someplace that every Denver child goes to - Casa Bonita. For those none Denver children, it is a crazy place. Cliff divers, gun fights, mariachi band, arcades, waterfalls, and sopipillas. It was loud, it was exciting and everyone had a good time. Myla LOVED the divers and the water in general. She chomped on her chicken finger the whole time the guy was diving. Aimee used to dive there a few years ago and the manager even offered to let her do it again tonight if she'd had her suit. Myla would have been all over that. She walked around and saw the sights and had a great time. As did we all, I'm sure. And then she sat in a snow cone covered ride and the night was over. Tonight, as we left Casa Bonita, she cradled her little beanie baby lion and said, "its okay baby lion." He must have been cold from the snow cone too.

Her words and vocabulary have skyrocketed. John has taught her to say quantify and tonight Uncle Scott got her to say plethora. Not words a two year old says. But she also says normal words like mister moon and "I need the lion mommy!" She knows a few songs like twinkle, twinkle little star, the ABC's, I see the moon, the moon sees me. Today, as we were walking around the house waiting for Uncle Scott, she was singing the song my mom always sings when Myla comes in the door. "Who’s that knocking at my door..." She is also very loving, always giving us hugs or stroking our arms and backs or saying I love you. It’s very sweet when she does it unprompted - or anytime really. She's a very sweet little being.