White Christmas

We have been enjoying a week of snow storms and uncharacteristically gray skies in Durango. Cully has been focusing on "movin' snow", decorating (see Grady) and wrapping presents (nearly impossible to pick just one bow). But most of all we have been anxiously awaiting the ever popular, even more so than Santa, arrival of cousin Leigh! Now that she's here, Cully thinks we should all go ice skating....hmmm we'll keep you posted, interesting idea considering he MUST be held whenever he spots an icy patch!

A day out with dad

Our little locomotive lunatic had the chance to "live the dream" as they say and ride the Durango Silverton Narrow gauge Railroad to Cascade village on Friday. Three generations of Feeney boys went for the ride Cully, Conor and Papa Rick took in the views and enjoyed time together. The boys rounded out the day with a visit to our local brewery. You've all heard of the pinball wizard, well it seems we have a shuffle board prodigy on our hands. He's headed for the pros...is there such a thing? Grady, Flex and I just spent the day laying around...literally!

Happy Thanksgiving

Happy Holidays everyone! We had a great fun and family filled Thanksgiving. It was a cozy, snowy day which some how made it okay to just cuddle up and eat that second serving of pie! The weekend after Turkey day we headed into the Wimminuche wilderness to cut down a Christmas tree. Cully found an adult sized sledding hill and barreled down with Dad. After plucking him out of a snow bank at the bottom and brushing off his face he declared the experience as "not awesome". After securing the perfect tree the Griswold's headed home to decorate. Cully helped hang the ornaments and Grady loved the lights. That evening both boys were tucked in bed (a Christmas miracle itself) and Conor and I sat on the couch admiring our tree, for about 30 seconds before the entire tree came crashing down! Some structural engineer...

First snow

We had our first taste of winter last week when we woke up to see a skiff of snow on the ground. Cully has had a change of heart since last winter when he refused to wear snow boots or anything warm and seemed to be appalled at the idea of being outside at all. As soon as he saw the snow he wanted to "check it out" and was truly impressed! Grady has been focusing on eating and bulking up. He's three months old now and with the advent of cold weather he wants to know "which way to the bench press?"

Happy Halloween

Happy Halloween! We had fun carving pumpkins, Cully liked watching Dad scoop out the goop, but there was no way he would touch it! My success of the evening was not burning the pumpkin seeds for the first time ever, I'm just becoming so domesticated! Cowboy Cully got duded up and ready to go trick or treating, but was bummed when a "tall horse" did not come pick him up. After dealing with that disappointment, we were off to 3rd avenue for some candy collecting. It only took a few houses for cowboy Cull. to get into the spirit, he would walk up to the house on his own and say "fank you" instead of trick or treat (at least he's polite), he would then show the kind and patient homeowners his stash of loot and say that he was off to the "next one". Now the challenging part of the holiday...resisting the constant whining and begging for "chonny" (candy).

We made our yearly trek south of the border to Southerland Farms in New Mexico to visit the pumpkin patch. Though the farm is not exactly picturesque, it's actually situated in a field of dirt, it's a heyday (literally) for toddlers! Cully enjoyed playing in the corn pit, cruising the maize maze and riding on a hayride to select the perfect pumpkin. The "pump" as Cully calls them that he chose this year was a little Charlie Brownish...deformed and rotting. It looked like the perfect candidate for the pumpkin shooters (some kind of air gun that shoots pumpkins at a scarecrow, needless to say this captivated all of the dads). But Cully insisted that this was his perfect pumpkin. And as for Grady, he didn't even know we went to the patch, he slept the whole time! Hey Grady, let's pretend we're going to the pumpkin patch TONIGHT and maybe you'll sleep!

A visit to Crested Butte

I'm going to back up a bit and post a few pictures from our recent trip to Crested Butte. We went up to visit with T, B, Leigh and Will and of course for some fall fishing on the Taylor and Gunnison rivers.

We stopped in Ouray for a swim in the hot springs. Grady thought he was back home in the womb!

Cully and Leigh rode the alligator and the nearby park. Leigh showed Cully the "bumps" which is a dirt track course that they ran around in all morning. After working up a sweat they headed back to Leigh's for a dip in the hot tub. This is where Cully had a life altering experience. He saw a snake! From that moment on he has been seeing snakes everywhere, in his bed, the bath tub on the kitchen floor (noodles that I forgot to clean up) he even eats snake burritos for dinner.

It was a great chance to hang out with family!

So this is blogging...

Okay, okay...fine I'll utilize technology to my advantage. I have two beautiful sons and it's WAY too easy to forget all the fun and funny stuff that goes on in their ever so quickly changing lives. So, with more than one gentle nudge, I've decided to start a blog. Okay now what...? Get started: today Cully, Grady and I along with my cousin Laura and her daughter Lily walked to the fish hatchery to "see the fish jumpin, jumpin" (Cully). But upon our arrival it began raining. Cully was so excited to feed the fish, but we had to dump the whole cup of food in at once and watch a massive feeding frenzy for about 2 seconds because we were getting wet! That's the scoop for today, more to come...you can look forward to some pumpkin patch reminiscing next!