A trip to the mountains

We flew west for a long weekend (baby’s first flight).
We breathed in the fresh, crisp mountain air. We drove up and down the winding roads of Rocky Mountain National Park, to enjoy the views. We snuggled in our rented house, the heat going in the mornings and night, the doors open in the afternoon. We had a beautiful view of Lake Estes and enjoyed it from the deck. We saw old friends, and Eloise made a new friend. It was a peaceful and restful trip.
It gives me such joy to show Eloise the world. Seeing things through her eyes as she takes it all in. She may not remember these early trips, but I will show her pictures and reminisce with her about so many “firsts”. She is so content going everywhere on mama’s hip or being pushed in her stroller.
And what a charmer, smiling at everyone who looks her way.
I have to say, one of the highlights of the trip was when we arrived at our home airport, tired and ready to be in bed, but we had to wait for our luggage. As we waited, Eloise just started to burst out laughing. What could she find so funny? The luggage dropping onto the carousel of course! The three of us laughed so hard together and it was the perfect ending to her first trip west.