You’ve set foot on American soil and have been in southern California for the past week and a half, which also means we all survived another long-haul flight. It was also the first time you took to your headphones and watched TV, sitting comfortably on my lap for twenty minutes. Good job, you’re finally becoming a 21st century digital boy.
The day after we arrived, we exposed you to the America we knew best: big grocery stores where you got to sit in a giant cart, outlet mall shopping, and Costco. You really enjoyed Costco where everything was at least twice the size of you and had a blast commandeering the grocery cart from your grandfather and pushed it right down the aisle with pretty good steering.
We then went on our first road trip out to Palm Springs where we met up with your Aunt Carol, Uncle Derek, and their daughter, Emi. You technically hadn’t met Aunt Carol or Uncle Derek, but your mother was pregnant with you when we all went hiking up Trolltunga two years ago. How times have changed.
It was damn hot and sunny in the desert. So of course we ended up going to an outlet mall instead where we could spend some time indoors at the long-running joke between us about buying Lululemon attire, which we did plenty of.
To make up for it, the next day we all went to the Desert Living Zoo which was, as one would expect, like a desert. We didn’t stay long, but long enough to watch some cheetahs run and for the two kiddos to feed a giraffe (giraffes have really long tongues that are almost like snakes).
We stayed cool with the pool, barbequed and shared war stories about the two babies. You two got along well although your idea of playing is probably a little rough around the edges – you’ll yank something out of her hands, but quickly replace it with something else. Funny.
And here you two are saying goodbye…until next time!