The original plan was that Mark was leaving on a hunting trip last Tuesday so I was going to take the boys to the Bay Area that same day, Well, it turned out that my parents has yet another wedding in Tahoe last weekend so they stayed with us. I decided to head to the Bay Area with them on Sunday so that I would have the help in case I needed to stop and nurse or give the Trent Monster a break. Mark was bummed that I left a few days earlier than planned but I thought it would be nice to have my mom drive with me and the boys while we followed my dad back to their house.
My car was barely unloaded when I realized how hard it is to take Trent to other people's houses. He always wants to explore so the first two days at my parents' were a little rough. It basically consisted of me telling Trent 'no' every two seconds and Trent crying hysterically each time I took something out of his little paws. For instance, Trent found the largest bag of decorative rock I've ever seen in my life. I'm not even sure why my mom had so much rock but nevertheless, Trent, being the magnet for all things messy, found it and dumped the contents all of over the floor. It took a good 30+ minutes to get Trent to pick up each and every rock and put them back in the bag. There were lots of tears on Trent's part but I am bound and determined to teach my child that he needs to clean up his own mess no matter what! I even contemplated coming back home on Tuesday but Trent finally got the hang of things and calmed down.
The day after we arrived, my dad and I took the boys to Pump it Up. We've never been there before but we had a blast and Trent wore himself out which is always nice. I even had quite the work out myself climbing up the world's largest inflatable slide a bazillion times because Trent refused to slide by himself. The second day, I took the boys to visit with my grandpa, the third day I used a gift certificate for a massage that I have had for two years and the fourth day I hung out with my sister in law and new nephew. In between those visits, my aunt came over to finalize all of the bridal shower details for my soon-to-be sister in law's shower next month and that same soon-to-be sister in law and my little brother came over for dinner on two different nights. And in between all of that, my dad took Trent to see the movie Planes (he lasted 30 minutes) and to my Uncle's ranch where Trent got to see horses, peacocks, chickens and goats.
Trent and my dad had a blast! Besides being Mark's main man, Trent really is my dad's little buddy. He follows my dad around like a shadow. It warms my heart to see him crawl up on my parents laps to cuddle and give them kisses for no reason at all. In the midst of all of the time they spent together, my dad, who always jokes that he is going to teach Trent bad things when he grows up, decided not to wait to make good on that promise. He taught Trent the word "chichimanga" (that's Spanish for boobs), when he pointed at my dad's chest. Well, it turns out that that is one of the handful of words that Trent can pronounce flawlessly. Trent now shouts that word at the top of his lungs whenever he feels like it. For instance, he ran out on the back patio, threw his arms in the air and shouted that word three, count them, three times. He always shouted it about five times while we were in the grocery store on Saturday. Thanks, Papa!
And then there's Tanya, my little brother's fiancee...he LOVES that woman! Every time he sees her, no matter how long it's been, he runs up to her and hugs her and kisses her. It is sooo cute! Trent also had a great time wrestling around with my brothers and running around my parents yard in his birthday suit, helping my dad water and clean the pool.
I had about 10 more people to see and about five more places I wanted to go to while I was there when Mark called and said that he would be home on Friday! We couldn't resist going home that day so that we could have the entire weekend together to rest but as it turns out, that wasn't all that restful either! We went up to Tahoe to see a friend of ours compete in a fitness competition on Saturday. She looks amazing and it is always fun to see those friends especially because they moved out of state.
Here are a few pictures from our trip!
My dad with his three grandsons
My brother, his son, Mateo and the giant, Jagger
Jagger's getting strong
My skinny-mini busted in a room that he isn't supposed to be in
Trent helping my dad water, sans pants of course
Jag Jag
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