Well, clearly, I am not the die-hard blogger you all thought I was! I LOVED my vacation, and thought only a couple times about posting. When I did, it was way too overwhelming to carryout, so I pushed the terrible thought out of my head! G has been reformatting our computer--so there was my excuse not to face the inevitable once we got back home. Anyhoo, the reformatting has been completed (for a week, he he), and I am back, for better or worse :P
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Please sit back and enjoy the event-by-event tour of mine and Tyson's, (and when we were lucky enough to have him with us), Greg's vacation. Or, if you choose, you can just peruse through the fine photography.
Zach got married the day after Thanksgiving, and that was just the excuse we needed to travel out west for the holiday, which otherwise would not have happened. The wedding was fun--We just love Jenny. She is a wonderful addition to the family. We flew to CA on Thanksgiving and Tyson was a wreck for 3 days after. He did not enjoy the wedding--and neither did anyone around him. It was too bad because everyone was so excited to see him. After a couple days, however, he warmed up to all of the loving family around him, which was a fantastic for me. I finally got a break! Actually, I guess Greg finally got a break. I was so busy helping with the wedding that G was left to entertain (muffle the screams of) Tyson.
This is the ONLY picture I have of all of us at the wedding.... SAD. It was kind of chaotic. Notice Tyson's bloodshot eyes :)
That is the bride and groom (only shot I had of them too!), skip the girl in the middle, then Lacey and the youngest Zulauf, but not the shortest, Tyler.
After the wedding, G headed home to finish out the semester and I stayed with my family in CA. Tyson was, of course, royally spoiled, which I thought appropriate, since we lovingly refer to him as Prince Tyson.
This is TyTy in his new bed.
I began weening Tyson (much to his dismay) while I was in close company to my mother. I introduced him to rice milk, and because I love to have cookies with my milk, I though he would too. So, here is Tyson with his first cup of milk and his first Oreo cookie. A monumental day for an Oreo lover, which I am confident he will become.


Here is Ty with Auntie Shelby. He loved her, especially when she was in the bathroom. He always knew when she was getting ready, and he'd follow her in to destroy the bathroom while she got ready.
Sad for Shelby, (and especially Grammie), it was Uncle Ty who won Tyson's heart in California. Tyson thought that Tyler was the best thing he had ever seen. Tyson would start getting giddy when Tyler walked in the room. It was very cute. Here is a little video of the two buddies.
6 comments:
excuses, excuses, excuses! lol I am glad you are back in action! It was good to see you while you were visiting. Tyson is the cutest boy!! looks like a good time in CA! I still can't believe how much everyone has grown....... CRAZY!
Looks like you had a great trip. It was so fun to see you this past weekend. Sorry I didn't get a chance to talk to you more. Julie loves having you close and I wish that I was a little closer to all the Trapnells too.
Jen
K.... Im so so sad that we missed each other, and the girl in that pic from Zach's wedding is Stacie Burks, we went to school with her older sister Stephanie Burks (i played VB with her). But you did have a good time didnt you!
I was just looking at Tyson's ticker, and he's almost a year old... YIKES!! i still remember talking with you for the first time in a VERY LONG time, when he was first born... WOW!
We sure do need to catch up!
I about died and fell off my chair when I opened your blog...as I do everyday, to find a NEW post! I am shocked beyond shocked!:) What a fun trip and what an adorable little stud Tyson is turning out to be! He is soooooooooooooooooo cute! Love the video with the ball!:) Good to have you back, now just don't take 42 months to post your UT trip!:)
I'm so glad I checked in today. Tyson is so big. You guys are beautiful and I wish you would move back to Vegas.
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