Only in Houston

It has been a perfect day. While I'm still a summer gal all the way, I do prefer a chill in the air around the holidays. If anyone doesn't know, Houston weather doesn't always come thru. I have spent quite a few Christmas mornings in shorts and tshirt because the 80 degree weather doesn't compliment my winter jacket.

Last night, I ran some errands with my parents and my mom warned me that it had cooled down and I might want to grab a coat for myself and Mason, but I nicely declined and said we would be fine. Little did I know that the wind was blowing about 30 mph and the front was pushing through. So each time we got to our destination, my dad was sweet enough to pull up to the door of the store to let all of us out of the car.

This morning, I could fill the brisk air and new it would be quite cold outside. Therefore, my plans were to stay inside all day and enjoy the coziness of my parents home, drink hot chocolate, and spend time with my mom and Mason. It was the perfect lazy day.

My mom made King Ranch Casserole for dinner and then we sat around the living room watching Mason play with his tool box and tools and dance to his new Veggie Tales Sing the 70's CD. The boy has "happy feet" and can bust a move like no other 17 month old that I have seen. It's the cutest thing. After Mason went down for the night, I watched a movie with my parents and snuggled up on the couch to keep warm.

Our dog, Cassie needed to go outside, so my mom offered to take her, since she was the only one that wasn't cold. To my surprise, she said it was snowing. The flakes were pretty small, but soon they grew bigger. I had to wake up Mason, so that he could witness his first snow. I don't think he was as excited about the weather as we were and you could tell by the look on his face. He would have much rathered lay asleep in his bed, then be standing in the freezing weather with his mom outside. So, I took him back to his bedroom so that he could get his rest, while we enjoyed watching the snow flakes fall to the ground. It will be cold for another day, but by Saturday it will be in the 70s again and that my friend, is Houston weather!

Home sweet Home

We made it to Houston! Saturday morning, we left around 2:45am, yes it was very early, and drove to LA to make my 6:30am flight. It's only a little over an hour and a half to LAX, but when you are traveling with a toddler it can take a little bit longer to get through security, eat breakfast, change diapers and take a potty break before the flight.



We were seated in the very last row, which I actually didn't mind this time. I knew we would be the first to board and when I looked up the seating originally, I had the window seat and the middle seat was open. However, once we sat down, a lady sat next to us and I realized it must be a full flight. No worries, Mason was too busy looking out the window to notice anyone else. But the lady noticed Mason and switched seats, once the plane took off. Before she switched, she made sure to tell the flight attendant, she wanted to sit somewhere she could sleep without any noises around her. I laughed inside, when the flight attendant told her she had no guarantees.



It has been so nice seeing family. I haven't had a chance to see any friends yet, but soon enough. We have been so busy, that I noticed my ankles had started to swell just a little yesterday. I guess going, going, going will do that to you. The funny thing is, my ankles never swelled until I was 35 weeks with Mason and that was only because I was going non-stop and it was extremely humid outside that weekend. I decided to stay home today and take it easy. The swelling is gone and I was able to get a short nap. I haven't taken any pictures yet, but I will be sure to do so starting tomorrow. Adam arrives on Friday!