The day after Christmas we bravely set out for our fist real family vacation. We went to San Francisco to visit family. Crew and I flew, and Chris and his parents drove out with the two older kids. Two hours in a plane sounded like torture... I didn't know how 13 in a car was even feasible! However, we all got there with relative ease.
It was so much fun to be with family, and get to see the kids play with their cousins. . . but lets face it, vacations with kids are exhausting! Especially when you are 1 and 3 years old. Lets just say Taya had a few come aparts, and Crew had a little more than a few come aparts. Milo however, was a rockstar! He played hard with cousins day in and day out, without having to be scolded the entire trip. He was so polite and sweet. It just made my heart beam with pride at what a good boy he is.
Milo also got to experience the ocean. It was pretty cold, but he was determined. The first wave came in and just touched the souls of his boots. He looks back and smiles HUGE at us, "ha waves, I've got my John Deere boots!" In that moment he thought that he was invincible.. . Until the next wave came in and poured over the top of his boots and nearly took him out! 
After that he caught a ride from cousin Chase. He made the whole trip worth it! I can't even put into words how proud I was the entire trip. He is such a tender hearted, fun loving, good good boy. I love him to pieces. I keep thinking that he is getting so big, I should stop doting on him like he's my tiny baby, but I can't help it, he is just so stinking cute, I can't help but spoil him rotten.