The last week has been a bit of a whirlwind. Sara’s dad Bob came into town since we weren’t able to meet him at the shower in Napa. We wanted to create some fun memories with Bob while he was in town, besides the fun Darth Vader bed he got to sleep in…thanks Conn! We spent time last Friday at an art exhibit with portraits of animals and I fell in love with a darling picture of a Sloth. For some odd reason I am fascinated by them. I am not sure if it is their darling face, their slow approach to life, or the entire ecosystem living in their fur, but they just intrigue me.
On Saturday we headed to Logan, UT for the day. I absolutely love Cox honey, and since they are located in Logan, I thought it would be fun to hit their cute little shop. My dad’s side of the family is from Logan, we even have a street named after us so it is near and dear to my heart. After enjoying sample after sample of honey, learning about bees, tasting fudge and buying a few souvenirs, we headed to lunch at the Bluebird Restaurant for an old fashion home cooked meal. During lunch we learned that Bob was a Soda Jerk as a teenager on the Jersey Shore. He told us stories about his time along the boardwalk as we all enjoyed our meals. The Blue Bird has an old soda fountain counter, and I wanted to get a picture of Bob behind it, but knowing him only a few short days, I knew that was not going to happen. So instead we headed out front for a quick picture next to the famous restaurant.
We were off to the Gossner cheese outlet factory, where my Dad worked while going to college at Utah State. I always stop by the factory to load up on end cuts of yummy cheese, a sampling of their flavors and my kids love their milk boxes (Rootbeer float, vanilla, creamsicle and more). My family is a huge fan of squeaky cheese and for those who have tasted this treat, you know exactly why it has that name. So we thought Bob might be interested in trying some squeaky cheese, which took a little coaxing by Will, but Bob tried his first sample of squeaky cheese. Let’s just say that Bob wasn’t a fan…
Next up on the list was a quick stop by Crockett Avenue where my Grandfather grew up. We took a quick picture by the sign and then we headed up to campus for our final stop by the creamery for an Aggie Ice cream. In all my years, I have never seen it busier than it was that day, but it was all worth the wait. We sat on the cement benches, watched the kids climb the trees and enjoyed our delicious ice cream.
It was nearly 4 when we headed out of there and so we really didn’t have time to hit the quad so that they could see the Aggie A and take in the beauty of the campus. My parents over the years have shared so many stories that I feel like they are my own. Utah State has been a tradition in my family dating back to my grandparents, aunts/uncles, parents and cousins. I was the first of the Crockett line not to attend the college, mainly because I needed a more intimate setting. While my Dad did not understand at first, he has come to love Westminster College and now keeps me updated on what is going on there. But it was time to head back home so we could meet up with my parents, Lauren and enjoy dinner pool side with Sara, Derek and Bob.
When we arrived home, we jumped into our suits and hit the pool, it was so nice to just relax and let my belly float in the water, plus I could lay on a float belly down…for all those who have been pregnant, you know what a luxury this is. My parents arrived and ended up staying very late into the night. We enjoyed sweet potato enchiladas and kale (from my garden) salad by moonlight. It was a perfect evening, filled with laughter, political discussions and a few rat and bat sightings…Ali and Dan, wow those rats are HUGE!
Sunday was Billy’s birthday as well as Father’s day so we headed to my parent’s house for an early BBQ where spent the early afternoon enjoying yummy food, opening gifts and talking about the night before. My Aunt and Uncle stopped by to drop off some raw honey from their beehive. I love honey, I love honey gifts, I love eating honey, I love looking at all the colors of honey. I am not sure if it dates back to my grandfather years ago harvesting honey as a hobby, but I have such a fondness for honey. After our BBQ, we headed home to have Sara, Derek and Bob over for a drink in the backyard. They brought over a HUGE balloon, and all the makings for whiskey sours and it was a perfect way to end a trip with Bob. I absolutely loved meeting him, and his love for this baby and his family is immeasurable.
Lastly, we ended the night at Billy’s families house where his sister Grace and Kendall hosted our family for a night of dinner, outdoor games and laughter. I am so lucky to have a wonderful family and in-law-family, and the support for my choice to be a surrogate wasn’t easy on everyone, but they have all come to love and appreciate this adventure I am on. The journey is almost over, but I am going to enjoy the last week I have with Baby A, because the next journey is just about to begin for everyone.