A Kansas Christmas

Well, we're not in Kansas anymore! We had quite an adventure traveling to Kansas to spend Christmas at Robin's grandparent's house with his family. Looong story short, we landed in Denver and with the help of United Airlines we missed our connecting flight to Kansas. After a few hours, lots of stress, many phone calls, a tired baby, and exhausted parents (okay and some tears from me), we made it on a standby flight to Kansas by a complete miracle. We finally drove into Winfield, Kansas, around 3 in the morning! WHEW! Oh, and of course, our luggage didn't exactly make the standby flight and was lost until Christmas morning - that provided no small adventure of it's own. But we made it, our luggage made it, and we had a great time in Kansas for Christmas! Tyson did end up getting a cold from all that travel time, but we were so incredibly blessed to have our first Christmas as a family of three :)

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Opening his first present!

Chewing on the monkey that Robin's cousin, Andrea, made for him!
"Chuck" the dump truck! Tyson's present from mom and dad. He absolutely freaks out over this toy and loves it every time we get it out. Chuck talks and rolls and makes great noises - definite boy toy. Ty can't get enough of the wheels :)

So very excited about the Noah's Ark from Grammy and Poppadaddy (Tyson's great-grandparents)

Robin's cousin, Royce, showing Ty how to turn on the crazy dancing reindeer.

Another one of Tyson's obsessions: sweatshirt strings. He will sit on your lap and chew them for a really long time (the only way we can get him to hold still).

Best. Faces. EVER. That's Ty's face when he's being funny - and knows it.

The little Seahawk out on the porch watching the dogs with Grandmommy.

We went to see "The Farm" where Robin's great-grandparent's lived, and his grandpa was born, and where his mom, Kathleen played growing up. It is still a working farm, though the house itself is boarded up until it is torn down or restored some day. Pretty awesome! Here is Grandmommy with Ty in front of the house...lots of generations in this picture.

Inside the chicken coop.

The farmhouse.

Robin has been so excited for me to finally see the farm, and was quite excited for our little family to be there together.

Me and my bub (he's getting cold at this point, if you can't tell).

Picture perfect Kansas. This is at the farm looking out on the fields. Awfully flat, but very beautiful.